drive times

 We had a doctor's appointment today in the burbs

    Every thing went well until it was time to get off the tollway.

    There was construction at the exit ramp and traffic was literally stopped.  I was in the wrong lane.

    I waited until a trucker let me in, or he was slow on the gas and I zipped in front of him, not sure which way it went.

    It was very confusing for me.

    On the way home we hit a rainstorm which slowed traffic to a crawl.

    It was still crawling after the rain.

    Explain to me how cars can be doing 50, then slow to 15 for a mile or so, then go back up to 50!  There were no accidents, no cars on the side of the road, no delays.

    We drove like that down 355 and on 88 until Orchard Road!  We would hit 50 or 60, then slow to 35,  At one point we were actually doing 17 MPH!  Rush hour my ass!  More like creep along hour.

    And I get irritated when driving  like that.  And tired.

    For instance:  My right knee.  When I drive I rest my right hand on my right knee.  That is not a problem wearing long pants, but in shorts it is.

    The hair on my knee cap irritates me!  It is stiff, like a wire brush.  

    Because of that, I SHAVE MY KNEECAP!

    It was perfectly fine when we left the house, but by the time we were creeping on 88 I could feel the bristles poking up their heads and irritating me!

    Then my leg cramped!

    After Orchard Road, I pulled over far on the shoulder and got out of the car to stretch my leg.

    Somewhere in Iowa there is a Kenworth semi with my front door attached to its grill.

    Just kidding.

    I pulled way over and was safely (if possible when vehicles are going 189 mph around you) off the road stretching my leg.  

    It was great visiting with the doc.  He is personable, knowledgable, and we really like him.  He never rushes us, always answers questions openly and honestly, which is why we have been going to him almost since Jackie was diagnosed with MS in the 90s.

    Plus after the appointment we ate at Panera;  the toasted Italian thing was pretty darn good.

    I think the next time we go I 'm calling an Uber.

    I'm too old for this stuff.

Peace and Love