Nivose

I got up a bit early, to go to a 9 a.m. appointment with my GP (follow-up on the last appointment). Her office had left a message yesterday, reminding me of the appointment and saying that if the doctor couldn't get there because of the snow, she would call me. It was snowing when I left, big heavy flakes, but not terribly deep, and people were shoveling walks, and the snowplows were out. I got to the bus stop with no trouble, except the reminder that my winter boots are good enough, rather than really good.

I got there at 8:50. The doctor's office didn't answer the buzzer, but someone else let me into the building. No surprise there, that happened on my last 9:00 appointment, and that time her staff opened up just before nine.

This time, I stood in the hall for a while. Then I took off my backpack, played Bubblet with my Palm, and stood around some more. Periodically, I greeted someone who lived in the building. At 9:15, I decided I would wait until 9:30.

At 9:30, I put on my backpack and hat, buttoned my coat, and walked back to the bus stop. It took us a while to get a bus, during which time one went by "not in service" and a woman who'd been there longer said that several had done so. But I got a bus, which took me to the A train, and here I am at the office.

I called my physical therapist when I got in (they need a new referral, because the things expire in 30 days). Then I called my GP's office, and got the recording that's on when nobody is there, which doesn't offer to take a message. This was at 11 a.m.

I am not pleased.

Meanwhile, our office email and servers are in New Jersey, and they have no power. So we can't do much work at the moment.

On the positive side, I cooked us a nice dinner last night; I do have the Internet; and the latest freelance manuscript is back from the author and I've sent it on to the editor I'm doing this work for.

Nivose

I got up a bit early, to go to a 9 a.m. appointment with my GP (follow-up on the last appointment). Her office had left a message yesterday, reminding me of the appointment and saying that if the doctor couldn't get there because of the snow, she would call me. It was snowing when I left, big heavy flakes, but not terribly deep, and people were shoveling walks, and the snowplows were out. I got to the bus stop with no trouble, except the reminder that my winter boots are good enough, rather than really good.

I got there at 8:50. The doctor's office didn't answer the buzzer, but someone else let me into the building. No surprise there, that happened on my last 9:00 appointment, and that time her staff opened up just before nine.

This time, I stood in the hall for a while. Then I took off my backpack, played Bubblet with my Palm, and stood around some more. Periodically, I greeted someone who lived in the building. At 9:15, I decided I would wait until 9:30.

At 9:30, I put on my backpack and hat, buttoned my coat, and walked back to the bus stop. It took us a while to get a bus, during which time one went by "not in service" and a woman who'd been there longer said that several had done so. But I got a bus, which took me to the A train, and here I am at the office.

I called my physical therapist when I got in (they need a new referral, because the things expire in 30 days). Then I called my GP's office, and got the recording that's on when nobody is there, which doesn't offer to take a message. This was at 11 a.m.

I am not pleased.

Meanwhile, our office email and servers are in New Jersey, and they have no power. So we can't do much work at the moment.

On the positive side, I cooked us a nice dinner last night; I do have the Internet; and the latest freelance manuscript is back from the author and I've sent it on to the editor I'm doing this work for.