They say rain is on the way, but the low was 50 degrees this morning, Wednesday, so I expected some clouds. Nope! Just a slight overcast.
We jumped in the shower and got on our exercise uniforms as we went to the gym at 8:30 am for a 30-minute bike ride followed by an hour of pure agony. My trainer loves to use my body as a pretzel-making activity. I now see the bottom of my feet regularly (and not in my mouth as usual!).
Tote that barge, lift that bale!
How can she smile and still be in agony??
She can smile and exercise at the same time!
After leaving the gym, we change out of our sweaty and blood-stained clothes into something more appropriate for a doctor’s office. For fun, I might wear my feathered pink boa.
Before going to the doctor, I checked my email and got a notice from Classmates.com. They had a picture of me in high school back in the dark ages when dinosaurs roamed the forests.
What the hell happened??? I had hair and nary a wrinkle!
The new pulmonologist was a hoot; Doctor Stewart of Orange put of the St. Joseph’s Hospital complex. A pulmonologist is a physician who specializes in the respiratory system. From the windpipe to the lungs, if your complaint involves the lungs or any part of the respiratory system, a pulmonologist is the doctor you want to solve the problem. Pulmonology is a medical field of study within internal medicine.
He confirmed that I likely have chronic bronchitis caused by years of smoking. The current air quality is also contributing to my respiratory issues. He provided me with his phone number in case I needed to contact him. My two doctors got back to me without having to go through the hassle of scheduling an appointment.
Our cleaning crew arrived at 2:30 pm and cleaned the area. We needed lunch, so Mary suggested we dine outside. It was a good idea since it will be cold and rainy next week. We had a fresh salad with our lunch.
Early dinner on the patio!
Scout was quite interested in our lunch, so he persisted in sticking his big nose right in our armpits while we ate.
Scout spies dinner!
We locked ourselves in the office, and I got the tax documents ready and paid the bills. I hate tax season just thinking about all that money being wasted by our government.
Throw out the illegals, stop giving money to foreign nations, stop finding the crazy California choo-choo train, put the “homeless” to work, or put them in tents in the desert to rehab them… do not throw it down the toilet like you are doing today!! As a taxpayer, I am getting sick of the waste!
We went to Jeff’s and brought him some dinner, and on the way back, we spotted some beautiful flowers!
Our neighbor’s flowers are quite pretty!
We returned just after the sun had gone down, and it was cold. We changed into our jammies, sat at the breakfast table, and watched a movie before crashing. I swear, Television is chewing gum for the eyes.
