Running Around

We're in the midst of the Barb and Jim 2008 FJ Cruiser Tour.

Yesterday we picked up Bill at the Licatese barber shop/salon. He had dropped Susan off for an appointment. Then we went to the architectural warehouse in southeast York. Then it was back to the Licatese's shop to pick-up Susan. Then it was off to Red Lion with Alyssa in tow for a little lunch. Then it was back to the Licatese's to drop Alyssa back off at work.

It was good to catch up with Barb's parents, install some software for them, and mess up their e-mail. (Sorry about that one.)

The architectural warehouse was pretty darn neat. They had a lot of great stuff that I didn't really need. But I managed to pick-up a couple items. I like supporting their cause, to reuse historic elements from homes that otherwise were headed for the landfill. There were elaborate carved cornices and nice stained glass. We even saw a marble kitchen sink and they had doors galore.

Today we continue the '08 Tour with a nice trip over to Myerstown. I take little but country roads to Myerstown and stay away from traffic. It's going to be a nice day for a drive through the Gretna woods into the cornfields of eastern Lebanon County.

This morning is medical calls morning. We reserved a time with a specialist in Philly early next week. We're leaning towards taking the train down and back. As long as the doctor doesn't keep us waiting for three-hours again the train should work out fine.

My oncologist's office had no luck reaching the specialist in Philly since Friday so I inserted myself into the phone call rodeo and had the appointment set in 15-minutes. I've been through the phone call rodeo before and tipped my doctor's office off to the "secret" phone number that must be called.

As disorganized as the University of Pennsylvania Hospital is, we'll confirm the appointment at least twice in the days to come. Last time confirming paid off since the main office and the specialist's office had reserved two different days and two different times. It's a disorganized mess down there.

We'll need to call the local hospital for copies of my latest scans on CD. Then schedule to pick them up before my treatment on Friday.

We'll need to call my family doctor to have them send a referral to the specialist's office in Philly to keep the insurance company happy.

We're still working on arranging an appointment with the director of the local cancer center, to discuss my future with my oncologist who seems to have quit his job, but is still showing up for work everyday.

It's medical calls morning. Ugh.

I'm always a little moody when medical phone calls take my time away from things I really enjoy - like spackling.