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 Whazzup, Fiorella?

Well, Fio had a surprisingly G-R-R-R-E-A-T afternoon, which she wasn't expecting at all because it was a visit to one of her many doctors' offices, the one she used to go to to get her finger pricked by a series of coumadin nurses until somebody decided to save money by firing the nurses and sending machines to patient's homes so they could draw their own blood, which your girl cannot bring herself to do. 

Got all that?

Second verse: The system has turned topsy-turvy again, and Fiorella was called in to Heart Hospital not only for a blood draw, but also to get her heart checked out, her blood pressure recorded, and a few other related prods and pokes. Apparently. she will have a twice-a-year check-up from now on, with a special set-up for her finger prick every month by by a doctor down the road. Sounds great to Fio😀

Oh, but the best part of her visit was becoming better acquainted with Dr. Mack, an energetic young man who knows how to explain things, who seems to care, and who... who actually LAUGHS! Fio could stay in his office all day!

The next best thing that happened was that the helpful, pleasant woman behind the counter in the waiting room tried her hand at fixing Fiorella's glasses, one lens of which had escaped its rim. Fio, who has good arm strength, but very little finger strength, couldn't persuade the lens to slide back into place, but her new friend did it in three shakes of the proverbial lamb's tail.

EXTRA: Last month, two different medical personnel casually referred to "your diabetes" to Fio, which surprised her because she had never been informed she had it. Therefore, wanting to set the record straight, she carried her big bag of daily pills into Dr. Mack's office for interpretation. He confirmed that none of them were for diabetes and there was nothing about diabetes on her chart. Whew--dodged that bullet, but maybe should cut down on the Easter candy. 😊