I woke up and got up a little later this morning, but I still took time to walk to the gym and back. I did not work out any there, nor did I do any stretches on the way back. But the important thing is that I got some good exercise.
I was scheduled to teach 6 units today, but the last one once again turned out to be a late cancellation: 9:00-10:30, 5:15-4:45, and 6:00-7:30.
Months ago, I had scheduled an appointment for today with a neurologist. He (or she) was supposed to be at an agency called "Mad Negev" (meaning "Negev Measurement"), which is located down near the airport terminal. We had been there once before, when David needed some kind of electrical test on his arms, so I knew where it was. However, they are now doing some road and sidewalk work on HaTmarim Road, so we couldn't just follow the sidewalk around from the parking lot. Instead, we had to go through a couple of buildings and navigate several sets of steps. The worst were just before we got there because there were two full flights going down a full story without ANY railing! There was no working elevator in the building. David has a lot of trouble with steps these days, and because of that, he really freaks, which only makes things worse, of course.
As if all of the above weren't bad enough, we discovered when we got there that they were closed. A sign on the door (in Hebrew and Russian; guess which one I could read!) only told us that the nearby offices were not in any way connected with this agency and that we should call the phone number on the door. I could tell they probably hasn't been there in some time, since the sign was taped across the door and the doorjam, and there was a letter just stuck part way in the door. I tried the number but got only a busy signal. At that point, I called the Maccabi appointment number to see if they had any information about what was going on. They only had the same number that I had (from the door), but they did try to call it, as well. They finally got through but only got a message. After that, I, too, was able to get through but also only got the message, then some more ringing, then the same message again. The message (in Hebrew) declared that they were open from 8:00 a.m. to 8:00 p.m., Sunday through Thursday, but obviously they were NOT!
Meanwhile, a lady who worked at a nearby café saw that David wasn't looking too good. I had set him down in one of their chairs, and she brought him some water, which he drank while I was doing all this phoning. When it became clear that we would NOT be having any appointment with that doctor today, I left David in the care of this kind lady, went up and got the car, and was able to park it temporarily (in a loading zone) just outside that part of the building so that David didn't have to navigate any more steps.
After that, we went and had lunch at Greg café in the Ice Park Mall. I had their egg-white omelet sandwich, and David had spinach cannelloni.
This evening, after my last class was canceled, we went over again to Ice Park and I got us frozen yogurts. David just sat in the car, and I brought them back so we could eat them together there. When we got home, we walked directly over to the green strip and sat there for a while. The weather was very nice out, with a lovely breeze. Before coming back up to our apartment, we sat on the bench by our building, and T'hila, an outdoor cat who belongs to a little boy in the other part of our building, came by for some love. She is very sweet (and I had learned her correct name from the little boy; we had previously thought it was a male cat whom we referred to as "Tabby Tom").
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