Today, I conquered the world...or at least it felt like it.
Because, for the first time in my life, I drove myself into Downtown Chicago and back, alone, to a doctor's appointment. And, I didn't freak out too much on the interstate, and I didn't get lost...not once. Come on, that's awesome! I didn't take any exists I shouldn't have, I didn't make any wrong turns. Granted, I had a GPS to guide me and I called on God Almighty and half the Saints in Heaven for prayers, but it's still cool. This is something I've been putting off making myself do for 27 years and frankly, I'm surprised it worked out for that long. The remarkableness of that statistic is due to my mother's willingness to juggle her schedule and come with me. It just didn't work this time.
Not only that, I handled an issue with my referral on my own. Yes, I called my mother to complain about it and to be reassured I could, in fact, handle it. Hey, I'm not a superhero. But I got everything straightened out and under control. I was early to my appointment, which was for a cardiac MRI, and everything worked out fine.
But then...I found out they wanted to use dye to get some of the images right and that meant an IV. This was also the very first time I have ever been anywhere and gotten an IV completely by myself. And I did not cry. My eyes welled up a little, but it's not the same thing.
If it had been up to me, most of what was cool about today probably would not have happened because I would have taken someone with me. But it is nice to know that I can get through these things on my own. It seems that Medical Me is growing up. Who would have thought it?
On a slightly different, but not unrelated topic, if you happen to go down I-290 into Chicago anytime soon you will pass Rush St. Luke's Medical Center. The first building you will see in that complex is several stories of older-fashioned red brick design. There is a ledge running around the middle of it. Check out the window on the end just above the ledge as you drive by. That window was my window. I was born in Downer's Grove and they sent me almost immediately by ambulance to Rush and my mom once told me that she used to walk me down to that window and talk to me and watch the traffic go by outside. (I tried to find a picture of that building, but they just built a new facility at Rush, so all the pictures I located were of the new building.)