"...so I don't use it." Dr. J said cheerfully.
"Fast" as in not-eating.
We arrived an hour early for Savannah's appointment and sat in the parking lot for awhile. I enjoyed watching the lizards run about and do push-ups in the building walls. Miss Kim, the receptionist (amongst other things) was at lunch. We went in after a little bit and hung around the halls until she got there and let us in.
Dr. J got there late (closer to 3:30 than 2), and immediately took us into the office. I was prepared to sit in the waiting room, but didn't mind at all the invite to join the party.
He is pretty sure that Savannah has both Bartonella and Lyme. She gets tested for Babasia along with the some other thing called FL1953...
This is where the "fast is a four letter word" comes in. Lost of times when people get blood work (from my experience), they have to fast. Dr. J doesn't want his patients to fast. (It just so happened that at about the same time he made this comment, I was sneaking a date out of my purse since I was hungry! That cracked Savannah and I up.)
All told, I think the appointment went well. I was somewhat lost half the time, partly because of how Dr. J talks. He kind of rambles and is obviously so at home with the subject he has difficulty remembering everyone else isn't as familiar with it! (I understand that; I probably do the same thing while talking about the Cow Cavalry.) He was really very nice though and made sure everyone understood what he was talking about by asking questions.
I ended up doing some of the paperwork for Savannah while she and Dr. J continued to talk. I didn't mind that at all as it kind of gave me something to do.
When the appointment was over, Miss Kim helped us find a nice hotel (and it is pretty nice) and then we left. We talked to Mama for a while to determine where we ought to eat supper (she'd been internet surfing for us on the subject earlier in the day), and we picked a seafood place. I had scallops and green beans and Savannah had grouper (aka "grumpy fish"), green beans and cole slaw. The food was really good. It was 'clean', if you know what I mean.
Now, I'm starting to get sleepy, so I think I'll quit rambling. This could have been more informative I suppose, but suffice to say, Savannah is sick and now she has an excuse...which really is nice sometimes.
"Fast" as in not-eating.
We arrived an hour early for Savannah's appointment and sat in the parking lot for awhile. I enjoyed watching the lizards run about and do push-ups in the building walls. Miss Kim, the receptionist (amongst other things) was at lunch. We went in after a little bit and hung around the halls until she got there and let us in.
Dr. J got there late (closer to 3:30 than 2), and immediately took us into the office. I was prepared to sit in the waiting room, but didn't mind at all the invite to join the party.
He is pretty sure that Savannah has both Bartonella and Lyme. She gets tested for Babasia along with the some other thing called FL1953...
This is where the "fast is a four letter word" comes in. Lost of times when people get blood work (from my experience), they have to fast. Dr. J doesn't want his patients to fast. (It just so happened that at about the same time he made this comment, I was sneaking a date out of my purse since I was hungry! That cracked Savannah and I up.)
All told, I think the appointment went well. I was somewhat lost half the time, partly because of how Dr. J talks. He kind of rambles and is obviously so at home with the subject he has difficulty remembering everyone else isn't as familiar with it! (I understand that; I probably do the same thing while talking about the Cow Cavalry.) He was really very nice though and made sure everyone understood what he was talking about by asking questions.
I ended up doing some of the paperwork for Savannah while she and Dr. J continued to talk. I didn't mind that at all as it kind of gave me something to do.
When the appointment was over, Miss Kim helped us find a nice hotel (and it is pretty nice) and then we left. We talked to Mama for a while to determine where we ought to eat supper (she'd been internet surfing for us on the subject earlier in the day), and we picked a seafood place. I had scallops and green beans and Savannah had grouper (aka "grumpy fish"), green beans and cole slaw. The food was really good. It was 'clean', if you know what I mean.
Now, I'm starting to get sleepy, so I think I'll quit rambling. This could have been more informative I suppose, but suffice to say, Savannah is sick and now she has an excuse...which really is nice sometimes.
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