Change of plans. I received this message from the doctor.
"Dear Ms and Mr Wolff,
I first thought you could not move too easily that is why i proposed to come to your place. Actually it would be much easier for me if you could come with two appointments to my clinic where I have my computer and the possibility to create a file.
Could you call my secretary on: 01 49 83 94 70 and ask for 2 appointments starting monday the 3rd.
Best regards"
In an odd way, this is even better. When I contacted her, I told her our ages [79 and 80]. She offered to come to our apartment because she thought we would be feeble. When she received our medical records, she saw that we were functional, and decided it would make more sense for us to go to her clinic [which, by the way, Google street pictures shows me is above a café. I love it!]
I shall call today for the appointments, and report on the visit. With any luck, we shall not need medical attention, but at our age, one never knows.
