Rained all night and most of the day but at least our temps reached 60F. Dropped Pheebs off at Richard and Gayle's about 9:30. It was 10:16 when Kelly and I climbed into the Subaru and headed for London's University Hospital. It rained hard for half of the journey but by the time we reached London, we were driving through patches of sunshine. A good omen. We were within the hospital's confines by 12:30.
Let me just say, we really, really, liked the Doctor we talked to today. His name is Anton Skaro and in his own words, he is the 'Head Honcho'.
OUR BRAINS WERE FEELING MUCH LIKE A JIGSAW PUZZLE BEFORE TALKING TO THE DOCTOR HEAVY RAIN AT TIMES ON OUR WAY TO LONDON WET WET WET
Kelly's first appointment was with the dietician lady at the stroke of high noon. A very nice lady as she went over Kelly's eating program. She was pleased with what Kelly has been doing which showed up on the weight scale. Kelly was up nearly 2 pounds. Our appointment with Dr. Skaro wasn't until 1:30 so after finishing up with the dietician lady we headed for the hospital's cafeteria on the 3rd floor. Kelly had a big slice of pizza and I had a 6-inch Tuna Sub. We split a ginger ale. From the 3rd floor cafeteria, we took the elevator to the hospital's eighth floor where Dr. Skaro hangs out.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT THEY ARE DOING HERE BUT IT'S GOTTA BE MUDDY
|WAITING TO SEE THE DIETICIAN LADY|
|A STOP AT THE CAFETERIA| IN THE OUTER WAITING ROOM NICE VIEW OUT OF THE WAITING ROOM'S WINDOW LOOKING SOUTHEAST TOWARDS DOWNTOWN LONDON WITH PART OF THE HOSPITAL COMPLEX VISIBLE ON THE RIGHT LOOKING EAST WITH ONE OF TWO PARKING GARAGES TOP LEFT AND DIRECTLY BELOW ME IS THE UNSEEN MAIN ENTRANCE TO THE HOSPITAL
We had a nice drive home going over the Doctor's words, his encouragement, his straightforwardness, and his strong presence. Both Kelly and I agreed if either one of us were undergoing a very serious surgery, this is the Doctor we would want doing that surgery. A stop at Lucan's Tim Hortons for a couple coffees to go. I felt so good about our day that I splurged and had a carrot muffin. Dropped Kelly off at home then slipped over to Richard's and drove him to Goderich to pick up a rental car while his van is in the garage. Back to Richards, I picked up the happy little Pheebs and we headed for home. It was a good day with things going much better in London than we had feared:))
WE ARE IN THE INNER WAITING ROOM WAITING FOR DOCTOR SKARO TO COME IN.....KELLY CHECKS HER NOTES AND QUESTIONS
Al's Music Box:)) He Ain't Heavy He's My Brother is a 1969 song released as a single by the Hollies. In a 1918 publication by Ralph Waldo Trine titled The Higher Powers of Mind and Spirit, Trine relates the following anecdote: "Do you know that incident in connection with the little Scottish girl? She was trudging along, carrying as best she could a boy younger, but it seemed almost as big as she herself, when one remarked to her how heavy he must be for her to carry, when instantly came the reply: 'He's na heavy. He's mi brither.'" The Hollies recorded the song in June 1969 at the EMI Studios (now Abbey Road Studios), with Allan Clarke on lead vocals. Elton John, who was working as a session musician at the time, played the piano on the song.
THIS LITTLE CHAP WITH THE BARE FEET WAS HAVING QUITE A BOUNCY RIDE ON MOM'S ARM ACROSS THE TIM HORTON PARKING LOT
GROANER'S CORNER:(( The new employee stood before the paper shredder looking confused. "Need some help?" a secretary asked. "Yes," he replied. "How does this thing work?" "Simple," she said, taking the fat report from his hand and feeding it into the shredder.
----------------------------------After the fall, Adam was walking with his sons Cain and Abel. As they were passing the locked gates of the Garden of Eden, one of the boys asked, “What’s this?”Adam replied, “Boys, that’s where your mother ate us out of house and home.”
One night at the dinner table, the wife commented, 'When we were first married, you took the small piece of steak and gave me the larger. Now you take the large one and leave me the smaller.
Don't love me anymore?' 'Nonsense, darling,' replied the husband, 'you just cook better now.'