When I arrived, I signed in outside the door and waited for the receptionist to call me in. I hadn't filled in the date yet because I wasn't sure. The receptionist and I laughed over that, he behind his Plexiglas, both of us masked. While I was waiting to be seen, I heard giggling from back in the clinic. When my Doc emerged, she was laughing, because each day they were getting new layers of PPE, now in double masks, face shields, head coverings, and little microscope binoculars so they can see without getting so close.
The technician and I laughed again when it came time to take off my mask. I said I figured that would happen, that I might be able to get a haircut with a mask on, but not dental work. It's good to find humor in things.
Since I was there and Dr. Ma had time, we decided to go ahead with the rest of the dental work, one more crown and then being fitted with a night guard. Two hours later I paid my big bill, since my dental insurance ran out already with the first work in January, and I came home. I will go back in three weeks to get the permanent crown and the night guard.
I felt perfectly safe there, didn't touch anything I didn't need to touch, used hand sanitizer in the car, and was very glad to have all that done.
Our first rose
My other appointment was for physical therapy, but it was over the phone, The therapist, Kathy, had all of my records. We went over my symptoms and what exercises I had been doing. Then she decided to try a new approach, explained the concept and the exercises, and gave me an access code to my own personal exercise routine, with diagrams, written instructions, and short videos.
She set up another phone appointment for today, just three days later. I have been doing the exercises and tying to determine if they are helping. I have pains in new places, maybe because new muscles are being stretched, maybe because they are not working. I am now stressed trying to analyze the results. This will be ongoing, and I might eventually have to get an in person appointment.
First Fox Gloves are blooming.
In the mean time, new things are blooming in the garden, and cool weather and light showers are prolonging the blooming. I do live in a beautiful world. I sure wish I could get out and explore it further. With all of the talk of it being Memorial Day weekend, my wander lust is stirred. Maybe we'll make a trip to a cemetery at least.