09-21-2019, 11:01 AM
Update:
Dental: A specialist redrilled the nerve canal of the root canaled molar, trying to get rid of the jawbone infection once and for all (it might have existed these past three years). He put in a temp fill. Now I've been trying to schedule a permanent fill with my regular dentist, but keep getting an answering service lady who's always giving me wrong info about the dentist office (saying they're closed, when I can see on the web that they're open, or taking my name and number and my issue to be communicated to the office, only it never happens). Rather annoying. In the meantime, must remember to chew on left side.
My eyes: Yes, they've changed. Got a new prescription, used it to order 3 sets of glasses from Zenni (much cheaper than from Kaiser): distance, computer, reading.
Primary Provider Doc: Finally got in to see her about my "light-headedness." Had a hard time explaining it. I feel like a Cylon, I wanted to tell her (from the first iteration of Battlestar Galactica, Lorne Green vintage), but feared she'd ridicule me for being such a bad shot. Anyway, it's like I'm always late to correct my balance, can't walk a straight line. She had me walk back and forth in the hallway, couldn't see it, even though I felt myself correcting several times. Damn my Tai Chi. Makes me notice things others can't see.
Annoyingly, she was most alarmed by my weight, kept wanting to focus on that. Last November when I last saw her, I weighed 161. Now I weigh 145. Yes, that's quite a drop, but that garage cleanup I did all of July and half of August was a major effort, lots of lifting, moving, cleaning. It was ugly, like a scrum's scrum, never-ending. Also, I cut out my daily intake of ice cream, fudge, cake, etc., as well as alcohol, in preparation for a hip replacement (looks further away than ever now), and that MAJOR dietary cleanup has made a big difference in my padding. Anyway, she told me it's not good to be so skinny at my age, that I need a reserve. Just what I need -- an excuse to hit the sweets again.
I seem healthy enough. Blood pressure 127/70, blood oxygen 100%, pulse 59 (yeah, I was suspicious of that, so I checked it at home afterwards. 58. So it's legit).
I told her of my concerns that bleach fumes from all the cleaning might have fried my nerves some. Also the possibility of a mini-stroke, as I have occasional disruptions in my vision. She did some basic tests for a stroke, saw nothing.
She arranged for me to get a CT brain scan. It happens next Thursday. I doubt anything shows, but we'll see.
Dental: A specialist redrilled the nerve canal of the root canaled molar, trying to get rid of the jawbone infection once and for all (it might have existed these past three years). He put in a temp fill. Now I've been trying to schedule a permanent fill with my regular dentist, but keep getting an answering service lady who's always giving me wrong info about the dentist office (saying they're closed, when I can see on the web that they're open, or taking my name and number and my issue to be communicated to the office, only it never happens). Rather annoying. In the meantime, must remember to chew on left side.
My eyes: Yes, they've changed. Got a new prescription, used it to order 3 sets of glasses from Zenni (much cheaper than from Kaiser): distance, computer, reading.
Primary Provider Doc: Finally got in to see her about my "light-headedness." Had a hard time explaining it. I feel like a Cylon, I wanted to tell her (from the first iteration of Battlestar Galactica, Lorne Green vintage), but feared she'd ridicule me for being such a bad shot. Anyway, it's like I'm always late to correct my balance, can't walk a straight line. She had me walk back and forth in the hallway, couldn't see it, even though I felt myself correcting several times. Damn my Tai Chi. Makes me notice things others can't see.
Annoyingly, she was most alarmed by my weight, kept wanting to focus on that. Last November when I last saw her, I weighed 161. Now I weigh 145. Yes, that's quite a drop, but that garage cleanup I did all of July and half of August was a major effort, lots of lifting, moving, cleaning. It was ugly, like a scrum's scrum, never-ending. Also, I cut out my daily intake of ice cream, fudge, cake, etc., as well as alcohol, in preparation for a hip replacement (looks further away than ever now), and that MAJOR dietary cleanup has made a big difference in my padding. Anyway, she told me it's not good to be so skinny at my age, that I need a reserve. Just what I need -- an excuse to hit the sweets again.
I seem healthy enough. Blood pressure 127/70, blood oxygen 100%, pulse 59 (yeah, I was suspicious of that, so I checked it at home afterwards. 58. So it's legit).
I told her of my concerns that bleach fumes from all the cleaning might have fried my nerves some. Also the possibility of a mini-stroke, as I have occasional disruptions in my vision. She did some basic tests for a stroke, saw nothing.
She arranged for me to get a CT brain scan. It happens next Thursday. I doubt anything shows, but we'll see.