I was at the office of my mortgage lady at 8:00 a.m. to sign tons of paperwork for the refinancing of my mortgage - better interest rate - lower monthly payment - better steward of my finances like God wants us all to be - which will include being able to periodically make additional principal payments to pay the house off sooner. One of the documents I had to sign was a survivor affidavit or something like that stating the date Mike had passed so the house is now only in my name. That's something I never thought would happen.
Then off to meet my physical therapist who I will be seeing the next three weeks to work on my shoulder/arm issue. The physical therapist is located within blocks of where I work in Waukee so they will be able to do my therapy at 7:30 a.m. so I can get to work in plenty of time. Today the therapist rubbed my neck and shoulder area - wonderful even though while rubbing that area my arm tingled and hurt all the way down it. I asked her if that was all my therapy would consist of - rubbing my arm and neck and she said no that I would have exercises too - bummer. I told her I needed to leave by a certain time to get downtown to the shot doctor and she said because my first rib was so out of whack she wanted the shot doctor to give me a shot by that rib too - lovely...............
The neat part of the whole physical therapy deal was while I used their restroom I found the tile color I'd been looking for, for my enclosed front porch! I will put indoor/outdoorish carpet down on the floor but the windowsills had old floor tile on them - blicky dirt grey tile. Tile like that now comes in all different, pretty, bright colors but the purples I had found were more red-purple and I didn't want that, I wanted a deep blue-purple. That's what was on the floor in the restroom. I asked where they got their tile and they told me so I thought I'd stop at the tile place on my way home from Pella tomorrow.
Off to the shot doctor I go - who is located in a building on Laurel Street just south of Mercy. I had thrown myself on the mercy of the scheduler to try to get me in this week for the shot because they told me I shouldn't work the rest of the day after getting the shot. With being off some last week and then all this week I couldn't approach my boss about missing another day because of this shot - so I prayed that God would work it out there would be a time available for me on Thursday or Friday to get my shot. There wasn't when I called in - so I asked to be on the cancellation list. I prayed again Wednesday night saying Mark 11:24,
"Therefore I say to you, whatever things you ask when you pray, believe you ask when you pray, believe that you receive them, and you will have them."
I reminded God that He has always told us that nothing is impossible or too small for Him and that He led me to Submittal Exchange, they had been so good to me these past two weeks and that I couldn't ask for another day off for this shot - so I was believing He could work something out. I got a call they had a cancellation for 11:30 today and I had to be there at 11:15 and I took it :) As I was on the phone they advised I had to have a driver - good grief. So I made a call to my assistant pastor asking who I might bother to see if they could meet at me the shot doctor's office and just follow me home. I figured I'd be ok to drive home since it wasn't that far but if I didn't check in with a driver I thought they might not give me the shot.
Laura and her five kids - one of the kids is Bo who spray painted my house :) was gracious to say she would follow me home - so they showed up around 11:20 or so. One lady came out after having received her shot and was kind of loopey and didn't walk the best. I looked at Laura and Laura looked at me and in my brain I'm like, "I want to go home - now". They had to take the lady out in a wheelchair to her car. Then they called me back...................... The nurse took my history and asked a few questions and then the shot doc walked in - he was a nice older man that called me "kiddo". Anyone that calls me kiddo at my age is ok with me.
I found out from my physical therapist the reason Dr. Neff wouldn't give me the shot. The shot had to be given at a trigger point and because of the location the shot doc would have to use an x-ray type machine to see exactly where he was placing the shot to be sure he didn't puncture my lung............ So off to the shot room we go. I'm thinking to myself, "get a grip, even if it hurts it won't last that long - you survived two hours getting a tattoo." They laid me down on my tummy and all I kept saying (or praying) in my head was "Jesus, Jesus, Jesus". I felt some pin pricks and a little pressure and then the shot doc rubbed the area really good to get the cortisone spread around and said that was it. It wasn't bad at all - and I found out the lady before me had a shot that was nothing like what I had gotten :) Laura wanted to make sure I was ok and thought maybe we should walk around the parking lot but I said I was ok and she got behind me to follow me home. I think I did ok driving - I got home ok :) I told Laura how Bo asked me as we were walking out of the doctor's office if he could see where I got my shots and I told him maybe. Laura laughed and said he was really concerned when he found out I was getting shots :)
I didn't do much the rest of the afternoon - got Butler on the bed with me and read for a while and slept. Around 3:00 I woke up and thought I'd run some errands - put the refinance paperwork in the safety deposit box and see if I couldn't find the tile to get it ordered at the tile place. The safety deposit box part went ok - the tile not so good. I got to the tile store where the physical therapist said she got it and they had no idea what I was talking about. I explained that I was looking for 12 x 12 tile that I would call the old "industrial/institutional" tile that used to only come in boring grey or dull colors with specs but now came in all kinds of bright colors. They had no idea what I was talking about - really?? I gave them the address of where the physical therapist was located to see if they could look up the order - nope. I called the physical therapist to see if they could remember the builder - nope - but one of the therapists knew they had extra tile so he found the box and read off the information for me, including the color. THEN the tile guys knew what I was talking about but I had to go to their main store........... So off north I head - with the information written down the way the tile guys told me to write it down. I get to the main store telling them I had been to their other store, read off what the tile guys told me to write down and they had no clue what I was talking about. So I went through the description again (12 x 12 old industrial tile with bright colors). We walked all over that store and FINALLY the guy found the board showing all the colors with most colors crossed through because they were discontinued and New Eggplant Purple is one of the discontinued colors - but the guy called and left a message with the manufacturer to see if he could find me three boxes of it. I'll find out Monday if I get my New Eggplant Purple or will go with the basic white tile for the windowsills.
My care instructions from the shot doctor said I could take my bandaids off after two hours but I forgot so I took them off when I got home after running to the bank and the tile stores - and saw I had THREE bandaids on my back. I thought I felt three different pricks when he was doing the shots....
Tonight Frasier Friday! Tomorrow I drive to Pella to help Dad with thank you's and other things. I called him last night and he had already been to Farmer's Market and was going to the church's ice cream social in another hour. I called him at 5:00 tonight and no answer so I'll call him in a little bit to see what he was up to today.
It's hard to tell but Butler is playing with one of his furry, squeeky toys. He's so cute when he does this - at his age :) And did I mention that I think he's gaining weight?! I think I'm carrying more than 57 pounds down the stairs now.....
Tonight I saw my Butterfly Plant that Dad planted that weekend in April is starting to bloom!
And of course my pretty, yellow hibiscus :)


