Hot, just plain hot!

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I made it, actually more than an hour early.  Not sure how that happened but never mind.  Blood lab first, then to the sign in.  I was the second name on the page.  Still, doctors, at the V.A. or elsewhere, are often a bit slow, or busy.  I never mind that though.  A P.A. or Nurse Physician first, then an intern, then the lead doctor.  At least I didn't get bored.  Everyone was rather pleasant today as well.  Must have been my (mirror) dashing good looks?  I actually enjoy going.  They know just enough about me to just about trust me, but not completely.  Which... is just about right.  Or at least that is good enough for me.

Everything is looking and doing good.  They were pleased with the labs and their testing.  Another stress test, this time with a pulse rate check after one, then a second, round.  My pulse jumped rather quickly, into the high 90's the first time (if I was psychologically revved), then into the low 90's on the next run as I tried to cool my jets and 'be air'.  It worked a bit, but not enough.  They have increased the carvedilol, but just a half a pill twice a day.  I will start out slowly on that though.  A half a pill in the evening for the first week.  If I tolerate it, then I jump to prime time.  They are, as I thought they would, leaving the decision about ritalin in the hands of my primary.  He won't touch it with a ten foot pole.  Though I can be... persuasive.  Now that they are seeing I am basically honest, I might be able to talk him into it, with the provision that I closely monitor my pulse and bp.  I think he might just let it fly.  Though that may have been a delaying tactic to talk to him and get him to say no.  No one likes to hand out a negative.  However, they are going to put in a consult to attempt to get me some help regarding swimming.  I can do a heavier, harder, work with swimming than I can with walking/hiking/biking.  I am seriously hoping they can do something.  If they could meet me half way I could cut into a lot of other stuff, and would.  It'll hurt, but...

I stayed long enough to get all my medicines filled.  Still feeling good, I decided to eat at a serious BBQ joint while in town, one I have been meaning to dine at for a very long time, years now.  Yum!  A pound of brisket!  I know, we have a great BBQ joint locally, but I'm almost in SLC as often as Logan.  Hmm, though the next time my friend wants to eat out I may have to talk him into it.  With the promise of his choice the next time?  I'm tricksy in the ways of words.  Maybe.

Further, on the way home, I bought the hoses I need, and some timers.  I asked about return, and they said 90 days.  That's enough to see if they work.  It's as good as I can do.  I doubt they have batteries though.  I think they require 9v batteries to, something I have a dearth of.  And, though I need to cool off, I am hoping to set up the sprinklers for tonight.  I might not be able to set up the timers, but I can plant the things and let them run manually.  I should be able to do it all within a two to three hour window, and only have to move the side hoses a few times each.  Bit by bit, automation is coming.

So how is that for hotdogging a double dip day, with no sleep last night?  Yeah, I even brought the trash barrel back.  I am pleased with my efforts.  Sleep should be good tonight, but I better start jacking some water down.  I started with two beers though, just to prime the pump.  That's it for beer.  *le sigh*

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No!  I forgot the sprinklers.  Gah!

Between heat and no sleep?  Yeah, I'm feeling it.

I would love to join a fight club but who can I fight when I can beat seven peers at a time, might be down to three, if there is only one way to know.

And... Coming around to health, and if the women I picked were nuts, I suppose I did play my role.  Exciting days, I'm telling you.  It's interesting what happens when it all hits you.  Oops?  Ha!

A little sleep would be good but I still have watering.  Can't even start that for a bit.  Later.