I try to schedule medical appointments in San Antonio for the early afternoon, to give myself ample time to arrive. This appointment was with the eye specialist who referred us to the cataract doctor. They call you in at your scheduled appointment time, rarely is there any waiting which is a definitive plus. With that said, this time, it was me who left late and once again sort of got lost. I think I am going to have to start leaving even earlier though not for this doctor. I seriously doubt we will come back to see her.
I do not know why she referred us to the cataract doctor when she knew there was a strong probability that the operation would have little success. If anything mother is worst off than before. Sometimes I think they just want to milk the Medicare system.
After we left her office, I was surprised that mother said she wanted to go eat at Schlotzky's, you see she is not a fan of sandwiches. This Ophthalmologist is off Huebner Road close to Leon Valley, an area we do not often frequent like we do the Medical Center. There was a lot of construction and frankly I did not know if I could even find my way back to Del Rio.
Out of the blue, I caught a glimpse of a Schlotzky's when we were on Bandera Road and quickly pulled in. It was an older location but the food was just as tasty.
When I went to get my tire fixed there was an ad for Harbor Freight with a lot of coupons. I asked the father of the owner if I could cut two of them out and he gave me permission. However, by the time we reached the store, it was rush hour traffic and I decided to pass, as this area is also under construction. I knew I would encounter delays and I wanted to get home before dark...maybe next time?
There are a lot of pros of living in a small town but access to medical care and specialists is not one of them. It is not just us that have to make these trips but many of my mother's friends and neighbors. Even in Ciudad Acuna, Mexico our lady friend has to go to specialists in Saltillo, Coahuila (the capital of the State) or Monterrey, Nuevo Leon, Mexico for medical care. She is fortunate in that she has two sons who take turns taking her. They hop on the bus at midnight and arrive in the morning. In Del Rio, we do not even have bus service to San Antonio anymore.
Another reason for arriving late was because I forgot to stop to gas up the day before (one more thing to blame on my CRS). I had to fill up at $1.95 a gallon when I could have gotten it cheaper! My mother called me a "centavera" Spanish for "penny pincher"....jajajajajaja...I am saving the woman money and she still complains :D
Fortunately, on the way back the price of gasoline had gone down and I was able to fill up for $1.87 a gallon in Uvalde, Texas.
Good night. May you all have Terlingua Dreams.