The real story

This has been quite an ordeal. In coming into the hospitalization, I was basically preparing and cooking meals for Cindy and myself, I was washing clothes, cleaning and straightening the house. I was handling any matters that had to be handled. I was going to work and trying to bring in some money. Meanwhile, Cindy's condition was getting worse and worse. The lump on her neck was getting bigger. She was getting dizzy constantly.

Fortunately, when Cindy saw the endocrinologist and the ent, she was told that her condition with the goiter has no effect on her dizziness. As a matter of fact, the dizzyness is apparently caused by some problem with her hearing. Interesting, no?

Anyway, Cissie Perry was a big help. Mom and dad have been a help with putting us up when we needed to be at St. Joe's. Now Cindy's mom and dad are here and will be helping with caring for Cindy.

Last night, after everyone left and Cindy and I were eating our respective meals, I realized that I was not going to get much sleep. I was considering the reclining chair in the room. We watched television for awhile, then the lights were turned off and we tried to settle. Unfortunately, the staff at night was quite boisterous and loud. Cindy and I got several blocks of sleep.

Then morning broke and Cindy's breakfast was brought in. Meanwhile, I took a shower in her shower/toilet. I dressed for the day. Some of my clothes were clean. Others were brought out for day two. I felt like I was back at that all male college I attended.

Then we waited for the doctor to pray over the mess and release us. After about two hours or so, we finally got Doris, the Teutonic nurse, who was very pleasant and told us all about her early life in Berlin, when she saw JFK speaking to the crowd. She told us another story of when she was a little older and RFK was visiting and she got lost from her father and RFK picked her up and placed her on his shoulders so she could find her father. Quite a memory.

Doris took over removing all of the pieces of equipment which had been attached to Cindy for her surgery.

Finally, around 10:30 I left the hall and went and put our stuff in the car and drove over to the front of the main entrance to the hospital. Finally, Cindy and I were on our way back to Mom and Dad's house.

Now, after being fed, if I can get a long nap, I will be back to normal. By the way the Lenscrafter's at Perimeter Mall clearly doesn't want my business. So tomorrow I will travel to Peachtree City and get my contacts from someone who wants my business. I went to the Lenscrafters at Perimeter and the first time, everyone passed me off to another, so I left. The second time, I was passed over to the doctor's office of whom I told her that I already had a prescription with the store in Peachtree City, but that I needed contact lens. The person told me that I would need to call the store in Peachtree City and get them to fax my prescription to the Perimeter store. I decided that that was something the store should do for me, the customer, so I left and decided to travel to PTC tomorrow. Seems like a plan.