One step forward and another one back...
We only had to wait an hour, which isn't too awful I suppose, but an hour sitting on a hard chair made my back ache and I really wanted a cup of tea...
Can't come off the Seroxat immediately...has to be slowly and can't take anything for the anxiety until not taking Seroxat anymore...she was quite cross when I said I felt silly for having this horrible anxiety...told me that it's almost part and parcel of having COPD and she was surprised I hadn't mentioned it before...
She's going to write to GP about it and about changing inhalers and so on.
Then we came to the interesting part...
There's little logic in this but perhaps she was having a stressful afternoon...doesn't like the idea of a wheelchair 'because it would limit my exercise'...but she does think a motorised scooter would be excellent! You could go for miles on one of those she said...as I said...no logic.
The 'but' for the scooter comes in the shape of going through the local OT department...who is in charge? The Jesus freak. The bloke who told me I couldn't sleep on the settee...couldn't have a shower and needed to completely dismantle the back lobby and make it into an ensuite bathroom/bedroom...then accosted me over my Buddha statue and asked why I didn't love Jesus...that bloke.
The wheelchair doesn't much matter, because a basic chair isn't expensive and we'd already said we'd buy one just so I can get out in the fresh air without collapsing in a soggy heap before I was five yards from the front gate...
Off to the surgery tomorrow for our 'flu jabs...I'm going to see the Doctor as well...will mention whizzy scooters in case the Consultant asks me next time I see her...and I'll point out that if the Jesus man comes anywhere near me ever again I'll not be responsible...
The craft shop is heaving with fabric...bolt after bolt...so I just bought some Charm squares and thread. So much choice has me bewildered. The nice lady fixed my sewing machine there and then...a tiny hook of metal had slipped off and disappeared into the innards...she ferreted about with very long tweezers and put it back where it ought to have been...didn't charge me either.
Totally exhausted now of course.