Specialists

Today is doctor day. Nothing's wrong, but we have to go check under the hood and kick the tires a bit. First the ped. gastroenterologist then the ped pulmonologist.This means about three hours of hurry up and wait that results in changes and tweaks to medicines and treatments. I try to schedule a couple on the same day for efficiency sake. Next month it's a couple of other specialists. But I'm lucky, we live in the shadow of a full fleged medical center. People come from all over the county to take their kids to UCSF (Univ. of Calif, San Francisco) Children's Hospital. And I can walk there in about the same time I can find a parking place. Parking is the real mystery up there. I will still drive because here is a LARGE hill between here and there and pushing a wheelchair up that hill is very difficult and more than a little dangerous. Besides, I hav to take Maggie to school afterward - assuming we get out of there before the school day ends. Off we go. We have to leave early because the wheelchair places in the parking lot go early. It's an ugly scene in the parking structure