It makes no sense at all. If you know your eyes are doing it's job, a person should know that all is well with their eyes. But somehow or other, after you visit the Opthamologist, who runs a bunch of tests and checks the pressure in your eyes, and tells you that your eyes are doing great, you feel as if you have just been given a gold star and you are pleased. In our instance, we went out for a cup of tea and a fancy desert, just to celebrate our good fortune.
The same thing happened today. Ken has been feeling well. His color is good and he can walk without getting short of breath, so we both knew he has been healthy. At the Cardiologist office, he had an echo cardiogram and a stress test, then met with the good Doctor, who told him what we already knew. "You are doing well Ken". He removed one medication and Ken does not need to see him for a year. We were both pleased as punch. This time we went out to lunch to celebrate but we actually acted like kids!!
Today my brother has a birthday. He is 81. And my sister in law has a birthday in a couple of days. She is not 81. Older than me though. Both in good health, walking and talking and enjoying life. Hurrah for them.
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