Off To See The Doctor

I rode my bike to see my own doctor the first time I have seen him since my minor coronary event. One small artery that doctors can't see with any method available to them blocked up. They can only tell from the small amount of damage it has done to my heart, which will mostly repair itself over time. I have not other blockages, all my main arteries are clear, no obstructions. No chest pain, but rather what felt like an incredibly bad case of indigestion burning intensely, and prolongedly in my throat.

I didn't even take a sick day off work, not that that is necessarily a good thing, but other than the indigestion, I never felt sick. I had my work laptop in hospital with me for 3 days. Then I came home to work from home.

It was a lovely day for a bike ride today. I'm enjoying riding my bike around Melbourne with all these medical/exercise appointments I am now having. It's nice just to ride up to some place and casually lock my bike in a bike, er, what do you call them? Half stainless steel circle thing? No fuss. No struggle for parking. No delays finding some place to park.

I haven't driven my car for a couple of months. I just look at it across the street.

It is nice to feel the sun on my face and the wind in my hair, erm, bike helmet. It is relaxing transversing the ease of the bike paths rather than battling the craziness of the roads. It's kind of exhilarating, was exhilarating on one occasion when I rode ahead of, and just beat, a rain shower getting to my appointment before the rain fell.

So far, no one from work has noticed me gone, up until this point, you have to love working from home. I'm not gone that long, an hour, an hour and a half, and it is more likely than not that they won't message me as soon as I leave, but, you know, halfway through my absence so they only have to wait half an hour, or so, which is well with in time limits for an answer. And I'm good at what I do, so I just respond when I get back and everything is smooth, if you know what I mean. 

I've got two appointments tomorrow, though, so I'm hoping nobody from will notice tomorrow, you know, with the double up. Still, one is at 3.30pm and I start early anyway. I have been careful not to double up so far, or even to have two appointments on consecutive days, but one of my appointments last week was cancelled by the medical professional and rescheduled for tomorrow when I already had an appointment booked.

So, beyond my control, really.

My big boss told me just to go and do anything I have to do, don't worry about asking. Boris is still, of course, eating mum's cooking in Lapland.

Anyway, my doctor gave me new scripts, we chatted a bit, and then I headed home.

The sun shone, the sky was one, giant blue tile. I rode through the parks and bike paths which joined up to the back streets of Fitzroy which continued to afford me a gentle ride home.

Lovely.

I wasn't even gone an hour.