Thanks for your prayers for my busy week, last week.  The mammogram went well even though the x-ray tech is a bit eccentric.  And you know, it was the SAME lady that did my last mammogram - back in 2004!  When I saw her, I couldn't believe it.  But the facility is nearly brand new and there was no one there, so there was no wait.  The exercise stress test went better than expected, except that I had to wait an hour before starting the test.  I was nervous and the waiting didn't help.  But I completed all three phases of the treadmill run without any problems, other than getting extremely thirsty.  I collapsed in a chair when it was over but when I recovered, I had this incredible high - mentally, I wanted to run 5 miles but my body wouldn't let me.  I guess it's what people call an exercise high after getting your heart pumping really hard.  I normally walk a lot but I don't get my heart rate up too often.  Now I can't wait to get my heart rate up again, though not quite so hard and not in such a short time frame.  So that was Wednesday.

Thursday, I went for my monthly orthodontia visit.  They took me right back to the private room - hooray!  Right there on my chart, there was a post-it, to remind them "Private room, please."  As I sat there, looking out at the bay, a pair of herons flew up out of the tall grasses.  It was all lovely.  They replaced my pink bands with a darker shade of pink and I was out of there.  And my teeth haven't hurt at all since then.  So that was Thursday.

Friday, I headed out earlier than expected (an amazing thing for this chronically-late woman) for Portland on my own for my yearly female check.  2 hours later, I arrived at the hospital/med center, 20 minutes before my appointment.  They are doing a lot of construction at this place and when I walked into the lobby of what I thought was the hospital, there was absolutely no one around.  No one!  It was surreal.  After reading the sign board and confirming that my doc was definitely somewhere in the building, two people walked by and helped me find my way.  Apparently, this part of the building isn't done yet, everything was on the other side.  Anyway, I found the office and only had to wait a few minutes.  My ob-gyn is a pleasant lady and really made my office visit go well, and quickly.  I was out of there in about 45 minutes and ready to head back home.  All was well until I was 1 hour into the drive, on the Washington side of the Columbia, when a major, major downpour blotted out all the other cars and big trucks on the highway.  Honestly, I couldn't see ahead of me, or behind me for that matter.  70 mph quickly slowed to 30 mph.  I didn't panic but, boy, was I glad to get off the highway to cross the bridge back over into Oregon (it's quicker to get to Portland this way).  By that time, the downpour was pretty much behind me.  I called Todd and asked if it had rained like that at home but it hadn't.  I have been told it's wetter on the WA side of the river.  I believe it.  So, that was Friday.  Praise the Lord, that week is done.

I hope your Father's Day was a good one at your house.  We had a simple Father's Day, as Todd spent most of the day sleeping for the start of his work week.  Tonight, my son, Chad, reminded me of our perfect heavenly Father.  Since my dad and stepdad are both gone, it's good to know my heavenly Dad will always be here with me.