Yesterday we had the trip into the city. It was not fun, as you can imagine. And, in further total destruction of my joy, George received a call last night informing him that one of his medication levels was off. Off enough that we needed to come back in this morning and get redrawn.
Oh, joy.
Deciding that the crack of dawn wasn’t needed, we headed out of the house about 0900 in order to make the 1030 deadline he had been given. So we sailed out of the house and I stopped by Peet’s in order to be fortified. Then on to the freeway, and into the maze and across the bridge where there was almost no traffic.
What the f)(*U(*&^*?
We were headed home less than an hour after parking the car (good news for me, parking is by the hour and saving $3/4 is always welcome). Proves once again that there is absolutely no way of predicting traffic in this area.
Oh, and those lab results? Turned to be an issue of which cannula the blood had been drawn from. Not an issue of his meds which meant he should continue on exactly the same meds.
Really long day ending exactly where we started.
The As are in Los Angeles along with a serious number of both Right and Left Field crews. After managing to lose last night, they beat the Angels 7:2. Some how, it is just not as fun to watch a game on TV as it is to be in the stands.
