Cliff has had pain in his heels for some time, but lately, it's been shutting him down... to the point he'd rather sit in his recliner than go to the shop. That is NOT Cliff! He hates going to doctors, but I made him an appointment, then proceeded to nag, cajole and threaten him so he'd keep the appointment. And he did. He has heel spurs, and not much can be done for them. But the doctor told him about some inserts to get for his shoes. Cliff bought them, and says they really help. He can get cortizone shots if the pain puts him completely out of business. Oh, and the doctor visit was a timely one anyway: Cliff's blood pressure was high, so he now has one MORE BP pill to take.
I scheduled a mammogram for next Monday. Now I've made an appointment with my orthopedist on Wednesday. I guess it's a sign of old age, when you're seeing more than one doctor per week. Geesh, this journal is starting to sound like "General Hospital". There are reasons why I'm seeing my orthopedist, but I'll go into that later.
P.S. We're going to look at a horse for sale tomorrow. Of course I wouldn't think of buying another horse; I'm just window-shopping, that's all. :-x