Scaled that rock face. Got in and out of Sara's car without a forklift. Used the clinic's wheel chair as my scooter decided to through a hissy fit in the parking lot and not start. Got a little panicky because I thought I would be late for my appointment. Sara made me wear a baseball cap because my hair looks like the Exxon Valdez parked on my head as I had not been able to clean up before going for the blood test (TMI).
In any case, I was actually moving better today than yesterday though this is not saying much. Any little helps.
Did have a little navigating to do of the NHS process around blood tests. At my local GP they looked surprised that I would want the results before next Monday! Luckily I was able to call the pathology lab and they indicated the results would be available this afternoon but only for a doctor to inquire. Why can't I know my own results? Note that this would likely be the case in the states as well.
Job done.
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