Day at the Makahiki Clinic

I departed for town at 8am this morning on the bus. My plan was to drop off my gym bag at the gym, stuff all the medical paperwork in my sackpack, then ride the bus to the clinic in Waikiki. The plan went fairly well. I arrived at 9:30am as instructed. My appointment was at 10am.

Typical Clinical Hottie

I checked in at the front desk. Then, I was told that my appointment was actually at the new Makahiki branch. I was flabbergasted. I am a senior citizen, but I know that I confirmed the details of the appointment when I called to schedule it.

Long story short, I spent another 45 minutes on two different buses to transport myself to the Makahiki clinic. I was perturbed, but my "sliding scale" payment of $20 for the visit easily soothed my nerves. Anyway, I was told that I would need to see a cardiologist. So, I have scheduled a tentative appointment in two weeks to begin the referral process. The delay, of course, is to accommodate the wait period for the health insurance to kick in.

Speaking of health insurance, I called Cardon Outreach® office yesterday only to be told that the copy of my birth certificate and picture identification was never received. I was going to FAX a copy that evening, but a later voicemail message indicated that the document was found. Now, the application process has been delayed by a full week. Incidentally, I have activated a Skype® phone number ($18 for three months) with voicemail. Yeah, expenses are going up.

I arrived back in town at noon. So, I was not too far behind schedule. I performed my usual workout. I have not recovered my full muscle strength yet. And, I am down to 137 pounds. Yes, I did mention the shocking weight loss to the physician at the clinic. And, I forgot to carry my medication with me.

The bus ride out of town was uneventful until Aina Haina. I observed a light rain. By the time the bus reached Kawaikui Beach Park, the light rain had turned into a downpour. I alighted the bus and was soaking wet in seconds. When I arrived at Slob Manor (read: rental housing), I was really perturbed when the downpour suddenly stopped. Blue sky. Sun shining. Yeah, that's the kind of crappy day I enjoyed. And, the Google® surveillance robot will be right there when I post this entry to the "blog." Oh brother.