Yesterday I took dad to a follow-up visit with his urologist. It had been 6 months since his last visit. Last time dad was just out of the hospital and nursing home and didn’t look very well.
Yesterday, however dad was much improved physically, if not mentally. I had reminded him several times that I would be there to take him to his doctor, but he was still surprised when I showed up. As we approached my car, he was surprised again and commented that it was a new car. (Yes, it is new, but it was new last week when he rode in it too.) To be fair, I had the old car almost 2 decades, so it may take dad awhile to remember I am driving a different car now.
Dad didn’t recognize the doctor but the doctor remembered him. He looked at dad with a huge smile. He couldn’t believe how much better dad looked. I will add that dad had lost a lot of weight last year and was at his low point after his illness. In the past 6 months he has gained back 7 pounds of the 17 he had lost. His color is better and he had a nice smile though he was still confused about why he was there.
They did some tests and everything was normal. He said dad doesn’t have to return until next spring after I return from my winter vacation. The doctor said it was patients like dad that made him feel so good about his work. Clearly dad was in the midst of a short-term crisis six months ago and now he looks and feels so much better.
I was given some paperwork to have blood tests done a week before his next visit. (I had been wrong and there were no tests scheduled before this one.) I was also given a written summary of the visit.
On the way home, dad and I stopped for cannolis. It was a nice outing and then we went back to his ALF. I asked the aide at his assisted living facility to make a copy of the blood test orders and the report from the visit and I left the originals with them. I brought the copies home to file and hopefully they will help me remember 9 months from now what we had discussed and what needed to be done.
I was relieved to be done with the visit. I didn’t realize how stressed I was about that office visit until yesterday morning as I paced the house and prepared to go pick up dad. I really couldn’t focus on doing anything else until we were done with that visit. On the other hand, since dad forgets, he didn’t worry at all! Sometimes there are advantages to living in the moment.