Like most of my past efforts to maintain a journal of events my best efforts are intermittent at best. Part of becoming a geezer is an increased focus on healthcare, so a couple of weeks ago Brother Bill and I went to see Doctor Yount, who is a Doctor of Osteopathic Medicine and family practitioner. He also is an adjunct professor at the University of North Texas and on the day of our appointment one of his students, a pleasant young man, was observing his practice. With our permission he quietly watched as Dr. Yount put us through our paces.
Blood tests, etc, etc and after an hour or so, Dr. Yount gave us relatively clean bills of health. My blood sugar is still out of whack, so I got a refill of Metformin at double the daily dose. Dr. Yount wants my Diabetes II under control before I go through the oral surgery necessary to prep my mouth for dentures. Bill has had some problems with fungus on his feet, and his podiatrist prescribed a super ointment that cost a few hundred dollars a tube. Following the pharmacist’s recommendation we bought a less concentrated over the counter version for $17 and it worked. Here’s why I really like Dr. Yount – when I asked him what we should use to bath Bill’s feet he suggested a cup of white vinegar mixed with tree cups of warm water. Unless they’ve been exposed to microbiology, very few people under fifty know that vinegar and water is an antibiotic and antifungal cleaning solution that kills 99.9% of common microbes. Turns out that Grandma was right about how to get things clean. I’m not sure but I think that the med student was surprised by our conversation.
I did have a senior moment when I filled my prescription at WalMart. After picking up a few things in housewares, I lost my pills in the parking lot as I was stashing the bags in the trunk. The next day I dropped by the office to get the prescription replaced and when I left word with the receptionist she didn't write it down. Walking away I thought to myself that my request would likely get lost in the wash and sure enough when I stopped by the WalMart pharmacy the next morning, there was nothing on their records. Frustrated I was about to walk away when it occurred to me that someone might have found the pills in the lot and to my relief they were behind the counter in the pharmacy lost and found drawer.
Dr. Yount did give me the okay for cataract surgery and referred me to the Texas Eye Clinic next door to his office.
I made an appointment and after an exam I was referred to one of their surgeons who wouldn’t be available in Bastrop until the middle of December. With a look at her schedule I made an afternoon appointment at her office in Austin for October 26th. It’s a fifty mile round trip but with any luck I won’t have to drive through rush hour traffic. According to the lady at the clinic, the surgery is no big deal and very effective… I’m hoping that come the New Year I’ll have 90+% of my vision back so I can once more read the signs on the freeway. Medicare covers 80% of the cost of the surgery and we’ve got money to cover the balance.
I’m approaching Brother Bill’s home and health care slowly and building up a routine. With any luck I’ll get him to change clothes and get him into the shower at least once a week by the end of October. Then, with some more luck, sometime after the election I’ll find some place to purchase so that the two of us will be living on the same property - at least that’s the plan. In the mean time we’ll just keep on truckin’.
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