Month: January 2008

My folks and I are back from the doctor’s offices. The whole day has been nothing but dark blue to dark purple clouds, which appear to look like whales. The air is cold but not freezing like days ago. We could tell from the frozen roof of the houses if the day is indeed freezing.

So yesterday as well as today has been lots of leg work of going back and forth between doctor’s offices. First we went ‘Maw’s endocrinologist for a refill for one of her prescription, in and out of the car she went to get the doctor to fill in the number of refills which he had forgotten. This specialist is going to retire in seven years and has to be reminded of details that ‘Maw’ would catch on his behalf.

Next was going to ‘Paw’s primary care physician to get a 90-day prescription refill, only to learn of the sudden departure to a hospitalist. We had left the paper work with ‘Theresa’ and didn’t use both our heads that the doctor is no longer privately practicing. So we told ‘Maw’ who was waiting in the car and then we proceeded back to ‘Maw’s doctor to verify if this new doctor is good.

‘Maw’ claimed to have prayed for spiritual guidance and in the lobby were two people talking about this new physician that would be taking over the care of both my parents. One was an older white man with the whitest beard sitting down on the bench and to his right was the thinnest Asian sales person for drugs. ‘Maw’ stared at the man and they conversed with positive input about this doctor.

So we went inside the first doctor’s office and waiting for him to come out while another older white lady was waiting for her prescription. ‘Carolyn’ was the receptionist and ‘Maw’ kept talking to her about the transition between the old to new doctors. The white doctor came out and gave us another doctor of Asian descent as an alternative referral to the default. (This one is married to a Chinese and he too doesn’t attend his in-laws function due to not fitting in and not understanding their languages).

Anyway, we parked at the new doctors office and I had to call to find out where they were located, which was the first building, thank goodness. So we unloaded ourselves and made out way to the main receptionist desk and I didn’t like the fat on to my right hand side. She directed us to the right side where the new physician was located and asked the receptionist if we could quickly and personally meet the new primary care physician.

Well prior to sitting ourselves at the waiting room, I noticed this tall guy near the receptionist area. He was obviously tall and handsome — yummy. But we got to know him behind closed door a few minutes later. I knew he would take care of my parents. His English is very good for one thing and that made communication much easier compared to the previous doctor.

He was well dressed in this crispy white dress shirt and has this light brown hair that made me think his is mixed although his last name sounds South Asian at first. We learned worked at this office for ten years, lived in America for twenty-five years and originated from Iran. All I know is that he is good looking and I didn’t notice a ring on his finger. (Yeah, I like to fantasize about gorgeous guys like him. But more likely they are married, as usual. And this has been my darn luck for this lifetime).

Anyway the introduction went well and we went back to fill out the release of records with ‘Theresa’ and that took about another ten minutes. We were hoping to hand deliver both my parents’ medical records prior to visiting the new doctor (which on Thursday at 11:15AM) and expected a phone call from her this morning. But we found out that the records were already in the new (cute) doctor’s office.

I waited until 11:45AM in the waiting room while my folks were being seen by their new doctor; read some magazines on foodstuff, which looked edible from off the pages; joked with some white old timers about the dustiness of the faked tall plants, which was behind my chair of the corner and pretty much continued my mental babble of nothing but the cold weather by looking outdoors through the window.

‘Maw’ is thankful for this blessing in disguise of being able to transition over nicely with the last minute change of primary care physician. Some activities have mysterious purposes as is mine, which is to be the chauffer of my folks during my unemployed status for over seven months.

I am hoping that my other personal conditions improve soon (courtesy of and by TPTB). But those events have been something I’ve been hinting all along in my previous blogs for those who have been reading up to this point.

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