The dullest patient ever

I had a cardiologist appoint Monday. I’ve been doing better, not nearly as many doctors appoints as I was having to go to a year ago. I hadn’t seen this doctor in six months. I got there and they did a quick EKG, and asked tons of questions – was I having and chest pains? Was my balance off? Did I worry about falling? Did I feel any palpations? And on and on. I was able to answer no to all of them. I told him it was my goal to be his dullest patient. He said I was well on the way and that he didn’t want to see me for another two years. Go me!

 

Last weekend was fun. We celebrated my birthday with some friends at our favorite restaurant. Mollie came over on Saturday. She was on her way to another party with all her gal pals. 

We got to babysit the dogs. I had told her if she didn’t want to spend money on a gift for me, she could just bring D over and let me meet him. I got a big, quick NOPE. Oh well, all in good time I suppose.

Next weekend is full – my family's party is Saturday night; Nick’s family's party is Sunday night and then my sister and BIL will stop by for dinner Monday night.  I hope I remember what I’m supposed to take to each function.