Country Girl Meets a Farmer

It's time to 'catch up' on the events in the life of a Lap Band candidate of the year!! I had to see my PCP yesterday (end of the month, ya know) and weigh in and talk and smile! Finally a better report...-6 pounds! He was happy and, so was I!
Leaving his office, I walked to the other end of the hall and entered the Baylor College of Med Cardiology Department. I was to see Dr. Farmer for the first time.

He was nice, laid back, calm, and sorta looked like an older Papaw to me! But, he made this 'chicken girl' feel more at ease. I have great anxiety (cowardness) when I meet new doctors. They're all looking for something. WRONG! Yipes. I knew he'd get close and personal!
Following our long chat, I was off to the back area for an echo cardiogram and an EKG. It was arduous. A very small framed, tiny woman did the echo. I didn't realize someone that small could almost push an instrument straight through to my backbone. OUCH AND OUCH AGAIN! Yep, bruised and sore as can be today.
She was tiny, I was, well, not tiny! She was sure I was dying. I knew I was not. She didn't think I could take it. Fooled her. She ended up and had a nurse come and shoot dye in my veins. I wanted to shoot her!! The nurse flipped when she stuck the OSAT thingy on my index finger.
Oops, it's only 82. She said, "I need to put oxygen on you." I said, "you're right. Make that 3 liters to go, please and I'll behave myself." She smiled and nodded as if to say, "you don't realize it, but you slipping away...you'll probably be gone by the time the test ends!" Now that was funny!
She put oxygen on me and then she said, "Wow, right back up!" I said, "to what is it?" (I already knew) Her reply, "unbelievable, 98% !!" Finally, she relaxed! It truly was comical. But, they don't get too many goofed up big girls like me, I'm sure!
Got the doctor's phone call this afternoon. I was sweatin' bullets. They made me decide something was wrong! He said, "I have a good report on you!" Well, blow me over! I was so happy!!! There is no kind of leakage with any of the valves and the pressures are all good!
He is sending a letter to my surgeon stating I'm good to go! And, he's glad for the Lap Band...he says all will be even better and the heart won't work as hard. YA THANK??!! I already done figgered that out mysef!!!!!
Anyhow, comes November and December and then....dom, dom da dom, dom da dom da dom da dommmmmmmmm! S u r g e r y!!
So, we've invited my family here for Thanksgiving (traditional, my request) and we are going to Michael's daughter's home for Christmas in Tampa. Gotta celebrate and enjoy prior to....dom, dom da dom, dom da dom da dom da dommmmmm!!
We treated ourselves to a new Chinese Buffet place here today. We got a Seafood something off the buffet. Michael took his first bite and said, "I'm not sure what that was, it was too chewy. But, I see you have one to." Oh great, I'm thinking as I look at that whatever it was. So, I forked it and flew it between my lips and over the teeth and began to chew. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? It got bigger and more rubbery and bigger and more rubbery. He began to laugh and finally, I grabbed my nappy and nested that THING in the napkin.
Me thinks it was calamari...cut larger and musta been an old fella when they caught him. Tough old thang. Anyhow, a nice lunch and then we went and bought two different kinds of palm trees. We're landscaping and doing the tropical look. IT IS SO COOL!
And, so...tonight, I'm chillin' and bangin' this keyboard. I'm getting better at facing new doctors. My blood pressure is very good when they pump it up. A good beginning. I guess as we get older, we decide, what the hey. Whatever is, is. There's not a lot we can do about it. I'm so glad to be this age and have all the hoopla behind me.
We're older, perhaps wiser (perhaps not), we're retired so we can say or do whatever we wanna, many of us have blue decals for handicap!!!...mine's on my license plate these days and some of us are old enough for the Senior price at Denny's!! Hey, that's livin'!!
Now, what will this old, fat chick decide do to tomorrow? Shhhhhhh. I'll never tell!