My friend Nan, Nancy, called a couple days ago asking could I take her to a new PT appointment Monday morning.
She's a fun and interesting person, 70-something widow with MS who was involved with the aerospace industry.
Her late husband was with the FAA and their son and daughter are both in aerospace industries.
Forecast for Monday morning has become the following with percentages having risen to 50 from 30 this morning;
I've been to PT at that location for the most recent 2 of the 4 times I've fallen in slick weather and ended up with broken bones, once an elbow, once a foot.
And with Nan having MS and now needing a wheelchair better than half the time she doesn't need to be out in that slickness either.
(once a foot, 'once afoot' sounds like something Sherlock Holmes would say)
Appointment is now rescheduled!
I called PT.
Called Nan.
Called PT again.
Done deal.
Therapist who answered phone was one I've worked with several times for the various reasons I've been to their place through the recent decade and Shelly agreed neither I nor Nan needed to be out in that weather, true, they would be happy to see me again but let's take a pass on any getting more broken bone joints, okay.
I am happy to say this PT clinic actually has a pleasant atmosphere about it and the staff are fun and skilled.
It is as much a social event as medical treatment.
I do like and enjoy them but really don't want to HAVE to go get their services, ya know.
Is interesting that the night before and day of Nan's first appointment with this PT clinic early in the morning is the only precipitation forecast (at this point) for the whole week!
Wonder what the probability math for that is.
From National Weather Service's web page for our burg,
She's a fun and interesting person, 70-something widow with MS who was involved with the aerospace industry.
Her late husband was with the FAA and their son and daughter are both in aerospace industries.
Forecast for Monday morning has become the following with percentages having risen to 50 from 30 this morning;
I've been to PT at that location for the most recent 2 of the 4 times I've fallen in slick weather and ended up with broken bones, once an elbow, once a foot.
And with Nan having MS and now needing a wheelchair better than half the time she doesn't need to be out in that slickness either.
(once a foot, 'once afoot' sounds like something Sherlock Holmes would say)
Appointment is now rescheduled!
I called PT.
Called Nan.
Called PT again.
Done deal.
Therapist who answered phone was one I've worked with several times for the various reasons I've been to their place through the recent decade and Shelly agreed neither I nor Nan needed to be out in that weather, true, they would be happy to see me again but let's take a pass on any getting more broken bone joints, okay.
I am happy to say this PT clinic actually has a pleasant atmosphere about it and the staff are fun and skilled.
It is as much a social event as medical treatment.
I do like and enjoy them but really don't want to HAVE to go get their services, ya know.
Is interesting that the night before and day of Nan's first appointment with this PT clinic early in the morning is the only precipitation forecast (at this point) for the whole week!
Wonder what the probability math for that is.
From National Weather Service's web page for our burg,