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Jul. 22nd, 2009 09:28 pmSeattle's having a heat wave. It's not the worst heat in the world, of course, but it's like the other extreme of persistent ice—something the city's infrastructure just isn't designed for. There are a lot of offices not ventilated and cooled well enough for it. And one of them is the room where we're having our diabetes training. The projections for Monday's high have been going up and up and are crowding the hundred-degree F mark, and my class is 1-4:30 pm. It was uncomfortable there this week with a high in the mid-80s. I realized that I've been feeling real dread about it, because high heat messes with my internal problems a half-dozen different ways. (If you've seen what high heat can do to someone with epilepsy or cerebral palsy, it's similar: bad reactions happen more often and are worse and harder to recover from.)
Realizing that I might have a real legitimate concern, I did what I often do in such things: start by talking to Mom. She knows my situation and tends to give me good advice. She suggested I write to Dave, my gloriously wonderful nurse-practitioner, and see what he suggested. So I did.
Within 20 minutes, I had a reply back from him. He agreed that it was a concern, gave me some recommended phrasing ("heat intolerance", in particular) and a phrasing to take to the diabetes people, and said he'd do the same. That at 9 pm, a time well past when I'd expect any sensible medical professional with daytime office hours to feel an obligation to check e-mail, let alone to respond to anything so non-critical.
Wow.
Realizing that I might have a real legitimate concern, I did what I often do in such things: start by talking to Mom. She knows my situation and tends to give me good advice. She suggested I write to Dave, my gloriously wonderful nurse-practitioner, and see what he suggested. So I did.
Within 20 minutes, I had a reply back from him. He agreed that it was a concern, gave me some recommended phrasing ("heat intolerance", in particular) and a phrasing to take to the diabetes people, and said he'd do the same. That at 9 pm, a time well past when I'd expect any sensible medical professional with daytime office hours to feel an obligation to check e-mail, let alone to respond to anything so non-critical.
Wow.