Discombobulating

Discombobulate is another of those words that I've appreciated ever since I first learned that it was a fun way to say confuse(d), befuddled. I could 'confuse' someone just by saying they looked discombobulated.

If you recognize where this bas relief is located, you know where I was for two and a half hours yesterday morning.

This is just part of the mural along the passage which connects our hospital with the clinics.

I don't know why I find doctor's appointments so discombobulating. I don't worry about going to the doctor, I just don't like to. Yesterday was my annual Medicare Wellness appointment. It has been more than a year since I was last there and I wouldn't even go for this limited check up if I didn't need my prescriptions refilled.

I was kind of looking forward to seeing my doc, just to hear her reaction to my weight loss. (30 lbs since December) I expected her to ask if the loss was on purpose. (Yes) And she was pleased about it. Though she did advise me not to lose much more and I don't plan to. I just want to stay in the 140-145 range.

After seeing her and having my blood drawn for the usual tests, I had to go over to the hospital for my mammogram and bone density scan. That is when I realized I was feeling befuddled. Just a spacy, unstable sensation. I almost wished I had taken my cane with me.

Maybe it was because my doctor had moved to another area within the clinic, which turned me around. Maybe it was because I had to fast for the labs. Or because I hadn't had my coffee!

Whatever. I just don't like feeling discombobulated even if I do like saying it.