We all need a Doctor sooner or later. As children we need
immunizations, first aid for all of our little mishaps, antibiotics
for all of our fevers and earaches and, heaven forbid, surgery for
the bigger setbacks in life. It seems later in life we get a short
reprieve, hopefully only needing periodic checkups to maintain
our ,by then, healthy, well maintained bodies. (yea right )
And then we get to 'The Golden Years'. Hopefully you have
developed a great relationship or even friendship with your
doctor by then because chances are you will be spending a lot
of time together. And of course he will bring his friends into
your little circle also. Know that all of his friends have the
prefix 'specialist' on their names witch is French for expensive.
But when it comes to your health , money is no object.
What does amaze me is the small amount of time we
actually get to spend with our 'friends'. Between waiting rooms,
exam rooms, nurses taking vitals and copying insurance cards etc.
we only have time for a quick hi and bye with our doctor. Though
we seldom get to spend time together at least they almost always
send you to one of their friends for a visit (don't forget your wallet)
and although you won't get much quality time with them either, at
least you will meet a whole new staff and get to see all of the
newest waiting room art available.
So far this year I have had the pleasure of visiting my arrogant
Ophthalmologist that suggested I meet one of his friends for a round of
surgery, my GP which scolded me for not behaving up to par and
my Cardiologist that I'm thinking just likes to squeeze my ankles since
that's pretty much the only exam he preforms on my visits.
Each one spend minimal time in the room but always find something
that needs worked on. My Ophthalmologist says I need cataracts removed
which he never mentioned me having before. My GP says I need to
lose weight and exercise more (no $hit) or I'll die a slow death.
The only one I did spend some quality time with this year was my
Cardiologist, ironically the one area I had no trouble with. He at least
spent some quality time in the lab with me administering tests (cha ching)
And if he spoke better English I'm sure we would have had a good little
talk. We took photos together, well not together, he took the pictures of
my insides .. I just watched. All came out well thank goodness, slight
murmur that's always been there (wife always did say I mumbled) and
a small scar from where it must have been broken many years ago. But
he did say the first break always strengthens the surrounding tissue and
makes the heart stronger so I guess the pain was worth the gain.
Anyway I'm thinking about meeting some of my Ophthalmologist's
pals later this year for a little cut & paste party and hopefully other than
check-ups that will be it for the year. I'm just hoping my Dr. don't send me
back to visit his fiends at the endoscopy center. They can be such a pain !
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