I hope everyone is enjoying all the rain we are getting now on a regular basis.
It hasn’t cooled down very much though, but still the upper 80s is a lot better than the upper 90s. But the humidity is still awful. But the Lord knows best.
I went to Central Baptist for some tests since I last wrote a little from the funny farm. Our daughter Wendy drove me, my wife and granddaughter down there on Monday, July 16. We stayed in a motel Monday night so as to be at the hospital at 10 a.m. to register as an outpatient.
They did six tests Tuesday on my heart, but couldn’t get me in for the scope on my stomach until a later date (which meant I would have to come home and make another trip down there). But I was at the checkout office and someone called and cancelled for 11 a.m. on Wednesday, so I got the appointment.
We had to stay in Lexington another night, which was easier and cheaper than making another trip to Lexington.
I had four ulcers, which were healed pretty well, but I don’t like nuclear medicine any more than I always did. I have to await the results on my heart tests, and wait, and wait.
Nothing can be done for my lungs since there is no cure for COPD or emphysema, but at least my motor is running with two or three years of life left in my battery.
So all is well as far as I am concerned, so I shall not be complaining.
At least I wasn’t in an ambulance this time, thank the Lord.
And that’s all from the funny farm until next time.
Contributing writer Relon Hampton lives at Premium.