Thursday, March 20, 2008

The Doc's

So I haven't been so good about taking some medicines that I should have. Blood pressure and water reduction pills. It was last year about a month after Jim died that I saw our doctor. He is a great doc and looks a little like Ray Liotta. I took the meds for BP and somewhere when they needed to be renewed, I just didn't do it. I know it was in the fall when I had no motivation to even get up in the morning.

I called his office last week to make an appointment for a check up. It was hard the last time I went to see him because everything reminded me of Jim. I mean, this was Jim's favorite doctor and even when we lived in Boston, if Jim knew he was coming down here, he would make an appointment with the guy.

For the last week I have been talking to myself about doing better this time with the medicine and making sure I had it and that basically I had to watch out for myself because there really was no one else to do that. It's a sad realization. I know many people that live by themselves and do the same thing. It's just I haven't done it in awhile. I have to relearn/readjust to doing this.

What came of this visit besides the BP meds is that I am going to have my first mammogram. I requested a referral for that. Also, I found out that I have lost almost 15 pounds in the past year. Some call it the widow's diet. Going to the doctors with my stepmom I also learned of a great place where they sell homemade polish sausage. We got some on our way home. She has been buying it there for 50 years.

My doctor and I were talking and I mentioned Jim and not having him to watch out for me. He something then that gave me a bittersweet smile. He told me when he heard my voice in the hall, at the scale, he also expected to hear Jim's voice. It's nice that he can remember Jim with a smile because the two of them in the room were always trying to out joke the other one.


Shari said...

I hope you follow through on the BP pills this time. Take care of yourself.

I'm glad that the doc still remembers Jim. I think it's a good thing when people talk about what they remember about a person rather than not saying anything at all for fear of making you cry. I read somewhere that avoiding to mention anything is more hurtful somehow. Talking about him can be therapeutic in a way. You can talk about him to me any time. I'll listen. :) HUGS

CarolChretien said...

Hi Betts...popping in to say HI and sending hugs for you Tig and Merc...I have caught up with a few of the last posts and see how you are taking it step by step...admire you greatly for it and while I always hope not to have to face the same kind of loss and what you are going through, I know that life does change in any next instant. I, like anyone, could be wearing your shoes at any time. The courage to find your way is very inspiring even if YOU don't feel it as keenly as we who support you can SEE it.
Lots of Love sent your way!

Rach said...

Hi Betsy!

I'm glad you're taking care of yourself! I know it is so hard to get into a routine and to really care about something (I really do) but this is something you need and I'm so happy you recognize that! :o)

How wonderful for the doc to remember Jim so fondly and to share that memory with you. Another wonderful memory. :o)