Lyft, doctor and music

Today I had another follow-up appointment. The verdict? Continuing on the malaria IV, and few new supplements introduced, but overall we’re seeing the light at the end of this long, dark tunnel.

The Lyft rides were interesting today. On the way to Bellevue, there were two passengers, me and another girl, that was moving back to Oregon on the 17th, than a month later moving back to her native home, Uruguay. The driver was pregnant with her first child, a baby girl, and her ex-husband was Romanian. Well… Let’s move on:) On the way back, I met a nice man, named Kevin. The poor guy had his second heart attack on July 19th and spend his B-day, the 20th, in a coma, flatlined three times, but made it. He’s still somewhat weak, still recovering and feels that his heart got damaged this time. However, his love for music is infatuating. He sang in the car harmony to the background of one of his songs playing on the CD player, and his voice was awesome. It’s as if I got my own concert on the way home. Since a tube was down his throat during his┬áthree-day coma, he could no longer hit three top notes and was worried he never will. But seeing the near tears in his eyes every time he sang his songs I realized I saw a man in love. Not with a woman, but with music, wich somewhat explained his single status.

On a different note, we’re moving again. Same building, same floor, but all the way on the other end of the building:) Have a great┬áday!