Wednesday, October 7, 2015

This morning I had an appointment with my dermatologist,
Dr. Stephen Ho.  He used to be in Louisville and I drove
from Salina to Louisville when I went to see him.  I
thought, how nice, Dr. Ho is very close now only to find
he had moved to Denver, actually to Englewood.  I tried
his replacement, but I really trust Dr. Ho.  If he says
something needs attention, it does and if he says not
to worry, I don't.  In any case I was really worried by a
red area on my leg.  He determined it is just an inflamed
place, probably I rubbed it without thinking, or hit it
on something.  In any case the trip to Englewood was, in
some sense a waste of time, but in an other it was worth
it so I don't continue to worry.  Connie, my sweetheart,
met me at the Dr's office.  She is my memory.  She
remembers all my past ailments, better than I.  And,
she walked me to the parking garage to help me find
my car.  Actually, I think I could have found it without
help, but it gave us a chance to talk while we walked
the distance from the office to the car.