I started my day with a trip to the Duval County Courthouse to file my Financial Affidavit. I wanted to get there right as the doors opened, because I just had a feeling I would be tied up for the remainder of the day. Little did I know how right I was at that time. I walked into room 103 at 8:00 AM, and over to a Deputy Clerk whom I become quite fond of. Her name is Tamara. She notarized my forms, stamped them and submitted them for filing. The entire process took less than 15 minutes, and from there I was on my way back to Arlington.
I went by the apartment briefly so that I could pick up the paperwork I needed for the doctor, and then I walked over to my primary card doctor. Since my doctor, Heimer, was out of the the office, I saw Dr. Joseph instead. She felt that everything was in order with the exception of one small detail. I'd mentioned that I was seen for what I thought was a myocardial infarction, otherwise known as a heart attack. Even though Baptist Medical Center at the Beaches ruled out a heart attack, Dr. Joseph wanted to err on the side of caution, and thus she referred me to a cardiologist, Dr. Campbell, for evaluation. I really did not mind, because I was able to get an appointment today, and the cardiologist was not too far away from the lab where I had my blood work done.
I walked into Quest Diagnostics, and waited for just about 1 hour before I was seen. I really did not mind, because I was able to have a conversations with a couple of ladies, both of whom were a few years senior to me, but we were able to talk about the way things were when we were young, and how things are now. I thought the conversation was very refreshing. My name was finally called, and I was on my way out of the facility 10 minutes after that.
I went to KFC (Kentucky Fried Chicken) for lunch, and then surfed the net at a Starbucks on the corner of Beach Blvd and University. I was actually trying to kill some time because my cardiologist appointment was not until 3:00pm. I finally started making my way over to the cardiologist at 2:35 pm, and after getting lost, I found the office at 2:55 PM.
After filling out the standard new patient package - I really wish there was a way to share persistent data between providers - I was called back to see the doctor. Now Dr. Campbell felt things were in order, but he did want me to have another EKG, which we have scheduled for after my surgery. Of course my surgery is scheduled for March 17th unless I hear otherwise.
After leaving the doctor's office, I went to get a prescription filled, did a little grocery shopping (spent a little too much, and came out with less than I thought I had), and made my way home. I returned home at 6:30 PM. Now let's put it all into perspective. I left the house at 7:11 AM, and returned home at 6:30 PM after going to the courthouse, seeking two doctors, getting blood work done, and grocery shopping. Bearing in mind that my primary mode of transportation were my feet, and the bus. Even though this was a day off from working at my regular job, I felt like I was working another job instead. Now just how wild is that?
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