First, today we went to see Dr. Karp, and David had his echocardiogram, and it all looks normal. The doctor said that he thinks that the passing out had to do with going to the bathroom in the middle of the night. The ER Doctor said the same thing. It seems that the act of going to the bathroom lowers your blood pressure, and he said that, combined with getting up at 4am, make a perfect storm. His advise – wait until later to go to the bathroom, or get up more slowly. David said he could wait. I was pleased that he remembered who David was this time, and didn’t spend his time reading his file to find out what was going on. We did, however, have to wait over an hour for the echocardiogram because the technician was on one of the other floors doing a test. David was not happy about that.
Before going to the Doctor, we went to pay a visit with the folks on the 9th floor at the Hospital for Joint Diseases. When we got off the elevator, I thought we had gotten off on the wrong floor, but it was just that the renovations had been completed. When we turned the corner, we were back in familiar territory. We got to see York, Liat and Steph and lots of other familiar faces. They were all impressed with David’s progress, even though he doesn’t believe it – we actually argued about it on the way out. Liat also noticed that I had lost weight – I have dropped a bit over 15 pounds, and falling. My goal is to leave NY weighing under 200 lbs, and I think I can do it.
We went to get haircuts this morning, and David walked to the barber, which is on 31st between Madison and Park. He was pretty exhausted when we got home, and I think the heat was getting to him. It is a good walk. I also walked with David in the chair to the Doctor and back, and also did the same tonight.
Tonight, we went the the theatre with Lynda and Cristina. Thanks Lynda for the tickets. We saw a strange, and, in the end, unsatisfying musical called Bunty Berman Presents. I had such high hopes for this show, and on paper is should have been amazing. It is a musical about the golden age of Bollywood. Some of the performances were good, and the story was silly, but went a little over the edge at times. I got what they were going for, but it just didn’t work. They were writing a Bollywood musical, but in the style of a Hollywood musical of the 40’s. The moment that worked best in the show was between the ingénue’s where they sing a song (A cappella)in Hindi that is a very sweet moment. I was very glad to see it, in any case, and David didn’t insist on leaving, so that was good. He often insists on leaving halfway through shows that I am in!
We walked with Lynda and Cristina from the theatre home, and it reminded me of the book we are reading now. As we walked past the bike sharing stations on Broadway, I remember Star Jones complaining about the bikes and how mayor Bloomberg is going too far with trying to clean up NYC. Paris Reborn talks about the factions in Paris in 1847 who are concerned that Paris will loose its character with the changes that are being made, and what is wrong with smelly, mediaeval Paris? Some things never change, right? We got home late, so just the blog. David also wanted me to let you know (see title) that I am studying French. It will be a slow process as languages are not my strong suit!
Bon nuit!