Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Do's and Dont's of a Doctor's Office

1. It is Dr. S not just S. If you want to shorten it go with Doc, not just the last name. It seems so crude. The secretary threatens to have the patient hold so she can go throw up when someone does this.
2. It is a Prescription, not a subscription. A prescription is medication that you get at a pharmacy, a subscription is often a magazine that comes through the mail.
3. It is Lyme disease not Lymes. There is no plural.
4. It is perfectly okay and welcome really to shower before you come to your doctor's appt. In fact, the nurse would way rather have to spray away the smell of your strong perfume/cologne than the smell of your few weeks old BO.
5. Appointments are not only prefferred, they are required. I know we will work you in in an emergency, but please for all other things, make an appointment first.
6. It is not okay to ask questions about the patient that was just in or your friend who came in last week. While we would love to discuss this with you, the government has put harsh controls on these things and forbids us to discuss these things with you. And while we are much more lenient that some areas, it is still not okay to ask.
7. You may ask how old we are or even if we are married, but do not ask if we are Dr. S's wife.
8. Singing along with the music is acceptable. The staff enjoys a small smile while you do it, but please we would rather you do that, then grump about life.
9. Twin nephews mean just that; you don't have to ask the gender. It was specified. Though it sounds just like something I would do.
10. If your appt. is at a certain time, be there at that time. Don't show up a half hour late, esp if you appt was the last one of the day and you were emphatically told to be there at 4:00.

Saturday, June 11, 2011


I'm back again. It's been a really, really good week. There is only one thing that will totally complete and that should happen in the next hour. D is coming. I have been at my parents since Wednesday evening and I am really, really ready to see D. I could dance around the house in my excitement about him coming, but I have refrained. I am trying to maintain a more "mature level of excitment."

I've decided that if I think I can set up and design a web store for someone that I had better learn how to master my own blog design first, so maybe over the next few weeks, you will see new and different changes to the site. I won't say improvements, because I don't know if it will be that.

First, maybe I should learn how to put pics on my blog. Blogs are ever so much more interesting if accompanied by pics, but I get so discouraged about the picture uploading and rearranging process that occurs that I don't upload any pics.

This blog is really about nothing in particular:

Yesterday, I was with my 3 friends. Oh my, what good times. We discussed briefly this whole thing of loving people and if hormones can affect our ability or desire to love and if so, should they be allowed to. I am not going to say much about all of that, but I just now thought of something I had read that morning. It was a devotional reading by Nance Leigh Demoss and she was using the Bible verses of Colossians 3:12 and 14. Verse 12 says: "Therefore, as God's chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience." NIV. This is a good verse and sounds like a lot of really good qualities, but then verse 14 clinches it: "And over all these virtues, put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity." Without love, everything else we do is pointless. And yet, so often we try to make God out to be such a God of love that He would never condemn anyone to hell. What is the balance here?

That is very abstract, but something I thought about. Better go help get pizza on for supper.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

This and That

Tonight feels like I should blog, but I feel like maybe I have nothing to blog about. I just read http://quiet_hearts.xanga.com/ and now can feel relatively uninspired. I like to think maybe I can write, but then I read hers and feel woefully inadequate and yet inspired to try a little more.

I don't know that I'm trying tonight. In case you are still wondering I did get pies 12 and 13 done. It was Eva's Rhubarb Pie and a Chocolate Fudge Pecan Pie. Both were quite delicious. I love rhubarb pie. Now I realize I may be in the minority with that sentiment, but it is true. Rhubarb and me go way back. Way back to those summers when it seemed like everything we ate was rhubarb.

On to other things, my mom and sister came today and helped me finish the garden. What a great feeling. Now to begin the weeding. So discouraging, but if only I can look ahead to the harvesting, maybe it won't seem quite so bad. When I am out weeding, then is the time to wonder why Eve ever ate the fruit. Do you ever wonder that? Wonder what our lives would be like if she hadn't eaten, hadn't yielded to a snake of all things? Personally, I think someone else would have messed up. If we didn't have the freedom of choice, what would be the point of living. Wouldn't we be operating like robots then? Or would there have been levels of love we could have offered, but if it wouldn't have been the best love, wouldn't it have been good and bad choices. Okay, I realize these are really irrelevant questions and purely hypothetical, but somewhat interesting to ponder. But how did I get from my garden to here.

I'm with Lucy, wondering if my grubby-looking flower pots will ever produce things of beauty. My sis gave me a gerbera daisy and now that makes me smile. Nothing like a big old bright flower peering at you to brighten up your day.

I could post pictures of our vacation in New York with D's family if I wouldn't have left the camera card at home in the computer. GRRR!!! But I might post a few pics from our time in Iowa at the Mast Reunion. Might being the operative word here as pics and I on this blog have our struggles. So this is what happens when you let the computer outsmart you. The pics were all at the top, all totally out of position so I gave up.

Good bye.

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