Friday, July 27, 2007
Who Gets Up This Early??
I was up at 5:30 this morning. Not just awake, but out of the bed. And not just to go to the bathroom. No, I came downstairs at 5:30 to pour a cup of the coffee that I had set the automatic timer for last night and then back up for a shower.
I can think of no good reason for anyone to get up at 5:30.
Some people get up at 5:30 so they can get ready for work. Not worth it.
Some people get up at 5:30 to exercise. Definitely not worth it.
Some people get up at 5:30 for Bible study. This is where I should probably say I aspire to be like that, but a lie is a lie and I don't want God to smite me. Besides, I think it's considerate of me to wait until He's got a little less traffic. And I'm all about selflessness.
Some people live on farms and get up at 5:30 to feed the animals or milk the cows or whatever. Why? Can't you put the animals on a schedule like we do our kids?
I have gotten up before 5:30 to drive up to Big Bear for a day of skiing and at the time it seemed worth it. Looking back, though, not so much.
Today, however, I had to get up at 5:30 because I had a 7:30 appointment with the dermatology specialist. Yup. I'm flaring again. When I called Wednesday to make an appointment I was thinking I'd get in within the next week or two. The receptionist told me the next available appointment was in October.
"I'm not a new patient! I'm established," I told her. Apparently new patients were being scheduled for December. INSANE! So I told her to forget the appointment and I wanted to talk to his nurse. After 24 hours of phone tag she called me yesterday and said the doctor wanted to see me at 7:30 this morning. Considering it was either that or a more convenient time in another three months, I hauled my butt out of bed, beat the traffic into the city and made it to the office before most of the staff.
He has no idea what I have, but he did a biopsy and alluded to the fact that his lab is much better than my regular doctor's lab and given that his lab is the University of Pennsylvania - an excellent teaching hospital - I'm inclined to agree.
I was glad he didn't prescribe steroids because I'm convinced they caused the massive rashes I had. So now we wait. Again. And I'm honestly not hopeful for a definitive diagnosis. I probably have some totally weird, never before seen exotic malady or something. He did say it doesn't look serious in the least. Which is good, even though I never thought it was.
I met the ladies from my Bible study group for breakfast this morning, an easy task since I'd been up since 0-Dark-Thirty. We don't meet for study during the summer, but try to get together once a month to eat. Gotta love that. Anyway, we met at a little diner called Nudy's. Does that seem wrong on some level? A bunch of Bible study gals eating at a place called Nudy's. And we did discuss pole dancing, but that's another story.
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