Last Wednesday Ron and I made a trip to Williamsport to the Susquehanna Health Medical Center to see the thoracic surgeon in the cardiac department that Ron was referred to by his orthopedic surgeon regarding the issues with his disconnected collarbone. What a busy place it seemed to be! The huge parking lot was packed – we entered on the East Entrance of the hospital (on Rural Ave.) and were able to find the office we needed rather quickly. After filling out all the necessary initial paperwork we sat in the waiting room and did a word-search together, and all of sudden heard “beep-beep-beep”. Looking out the door we saw an unmanned cart, a robotic contraption that was going down the hall after being programmed to travel to another location with whatever data was contained in its files and/or drawers. My, how things have changed, but it was a good feeling knowing that the facility was very much state of the art and that Ron was in good hands. We have always been impressed with this hospital, its doctors and nurses as well as its care and service and this was no exception. Although we did not get any definite treatment or cure for this dilemma, Dr. Lazar was going to make contact with the Cleveland Institute to see what, if any, new treatment should be administrated. Surgery is out of the question. He may have to have steroid injections, time will tell. He associated it with a type of sports injury – quite rare, actually – and will follow up with us as soon as he hears anything supportive to our situation. As always, I’m asking for your continued prayers for the both of us.
Ole’ Man Winter has decided to return to this “neck of the woods”, and it sounds like it may be with a vengeance. We’ve had more than our share of extremely cold temps, and now it’s lots of snow. I know one thing – I’m very grateful for our large pile of firewood and for my husband that keeps it cut, split and in the furnace that keeps our home nice and warm without having to use neither the natural gas heater so much, nor the electric room heater either. I see on the television news that the east coast area is really getting blistered with another “Nor-Easter”. My answer: “They can have it!” I’m counting the days until spring (53, to be exact) and am really looking forward to gardening and other planting. Last Wednesday Ron and I made a trip to Williamsport to the Susquehanna Health Medical Center to see the thoracic surgeon in the cardiac department that Ron was referred to by his orthopedic surgeon regarding the issues with his disconnected collarbone. What a busy place it seemed to be! The huge parking lot was packed – we entered on the East Entrance of the hospital (on Rural Ave.) and were able to find the office we needed rather quickly. After filling out all the necessary initial paperwork we sat in the waiting room and did a word-search together, and all of sudden heard “beep-beep-beep”. Looking out the door we saw an unmanned cart, a robotic contraption that was going down the hall after being programmed to travel to another location with whatever data was contained in its files and/or drawers. My, how things have changed, but it was a good feeling knowing that the facility was very much state of the art and that Ron was in good hands. We have always been impressed with this hospital, its doctors and nurses as well as its care and service and this was no exception. Although we did not get any definite treatment or cure for this dilemma, Dr. Lazar was going to make contact with the Cleveland Institute to see what, if any, new treatment should be administrated. Surgery is out of the question. He may have to have steroid injections, time will tell. He associated it with a type of sports injury – quite rare, actually – and will follow up with us as soon as he hears anything supportive to our situation. As always, I’m asking for your continued prayers for the both of us. Comments are closed.
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