Need for Flexibility
When it comes to appointments, there is a need to remain flexible. All the appointments that I was to show up for in Mankato on Friday the 11th in regard to the June 15th heart surgery have now been rescheduled for Wed, the 9th. The blessing is . . . the same locations, same time, just a different day.
In the planning, was the need to get a new prescription for the disposable 6″ catheters. Our family doctor phoned it right over to our Lewis Drug. I went to pick up a supply this morning and they told me they don’t work with Medicare. So much for the loss of independent owned drug stores. Our Lewis Drug is one in many. As it were, online, I found out that the little town of Mountain Lake, 12 miles west, does work with Medicare. Dave owns his own store. I got a phone call this afternoon that our family doctor came through with a prescription to Dave’s store. Tomorrow after hair cuts and an eye appointment for Dennis, we will drive over to pick up a two month supply, knowing it won’t be a problem in the future. Whew. Medicare covers the cost 100%. While recovering, it is a relief to have that important part of my days taken care of.
Amazon has nothing on Dennis’ son-in-law. Tom knew that in time to come we would have rock around the shrubs that we have planted in the filled-in Koi pond area. Last week he offered landscape fabric. We found out last night that we have rocks coming on Sunday. I texted Tom last night and let him know we would take him up on his offer of the fabric.
I was just putting on my glasses this morning to see the new day when I heard Tom’s scooter heading out the drive. Early bird for sure. When I went out to the patio with a cup of coffee. . . our local Amazon delivery was on the back bench: A roll of the landscape fabric, a pair of heavy shears and a utility knife. The only thing missing was a pair of gloves . . . we have a total landscaping kit.
In the bright warm sun this early morning, Dennis worked on leveling the dirt around the shrubs and even took the last bag of garden soil out of the potting shed to assist in the project. I did not encourage Dennis to work with the fabric as the area is in the shade in the afternoons and early evening. We have a window of several days. Even after the rock are here on Sunday, Dennis has his trusty wagon to hold the rock and work a bit at a time.
I had a sheaf of paperwork laid out on the table in the sewing studio. Dennis was napping in his recliner. Me and my cell phone headed downstairs. Double checking with phone numbers, policy numbers . . . making sure nothing would be left to chance for a time to come. It needed to be done even if there was not a medical event next week.
I spent a lot of time with phone calls today . . . a necessary evil. I have made notes so as to not forget any of it.
I do feel flexed out.