Back at the Cedars Campus again, third time this week. I am starting my day with getting an echocardiogram this the morning. The one I had last month didn't get a good reading, perhaps the full expander over my heart was impeding the reading. Now that it is gone, hopefully they will get a good reading. I still have the surgical drain in, so the technician has to again work around something to try and get a reading. Not the most comfortable procedure to have when the drain is still in my side. The technician makes it work and we are done in about 30 minutes.
I head over to a restaurant on the edge of the campus to watch some tournament basketball games before my next appointment. I have a little over an hour to kill, so I have a light lunch while I am there.
Next appointment is with the General Practitioner at the Adult Ambulatory Clinic back on campus. This is just a routine check-in visit required by the Medi Cal breast cancer program I am in. They review what has been going on the past six months, ask if I need anything, try to get me to have a flu shot. I decline the flu shot. Not interested in getting poked if I don't "have" to. We schedule for my annual "pap" exam, write up a blood work order to check my cholesterol, and I am good to go.
Then, it's off to kill a little more time before my physical therapy appointment. I walk over to the mall next to the campus and find a spot to watch some more tournament games.
Physical therapy is a few blocks down the street from the main campus so I drive on over. The therapist takes measurements of my arm. I only have slight swelling in the upper part of my arm, this is very good considering I only had surgery two weeks ago. I told her that we put the compression sleeve on as soon as I got out of surgery and later that night I did the compression wrap on my arm, too. She was very happy to hear this. Since I still have the drain in, she could not do much else today, so we rescheduled the appointment for later.
A surprisingly easy day of medical appointments. Yay!
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