We Don't Help Your Kind Here

    I should have known that something going smoothly would be too much to ask for. I was eagerly awaiting my physical therapy appointment at Pair and Marrotta on Wednesday.  I left work a few minutes early in case there were traffic issues, and there were, only a 15-minute delay though, so I still arrived at my 5:00 PM appointment 20 minutes early to fill out the paperwork for a first-time patient. There were four pages of questions, plus they made copies of my I.D. I filled it all out, got my I.D. back and sat there trying to tune out the screaming misbehaving kids that were in the waiting room. It only took 10 minutes before I heard my name called. This was great, I would soon be leaving the screamers behind. When I got to the desk I was informed sorry, they couldn't help me. The therapist was not able to work with someone who just had a prostatectomy, and needed help with incontinence. They apologized and said someone at their other location could help me, and I would hear from them later that day about setting up an appointment. Today is Friday, I still haven't heard from them. Thursday morning I called my urologist office and told them what happened. Again, lots of apologies, and I got a return call within the hour from the office with a new phone number and physical therapist to try. I quickly rang up Jacobo Physical Therapy and was told they had no appointment available until the last week of March, but none of those were at a time that was convenient for me. So now, my next attempt at finding the perfect pelvic floor muscle strengthening exercise is pushed off until April 3rd. Oh well, I'm more disappointed than angry.
     On another note, I did have two good 5-mile runs, with hills, nonstop this week. I peed a little less while doing it, so maybe by April 3rd, I won't need the appointment. I also had a little blood in my urine at the end of work Wednesday and Thursday, not sure why, but it went away, and hasn't returned. There's no pain when peeing or not peeing, so I'm not too concerned at the moment, but it is a little frightening when it comes back after weeks of no blood. This weekend promises to be the first one in a month without rain, so hopefully, we will get in some good miles and the inevitable spring yard work.