Thursday, November 29, 2012

I Am Not the Easiest Patient

I am going to the doctor and the dentist this week.  God help us all.

I don't like going.  I am fine.  I will be fine.  I will go.  I will not back out.

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I went.  I am fine.  I showed up.  I was pleasant.

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Dr. Ridley and Dr. Burns are my doctors.  I like them and trust them.  Period.  They are the horse whisperers for patients like me.  Kind.  Quiet.  Competent.

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I would use salves made from the root of the sycamore tree and burn the eye of a newt in the light of the full moon if I had my way about medical care.  I would go to the ocean and breathe the air and cleanse with the salt water.  I would drink the dew on the magnolia tree and dance with the cats under the stars.

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You could offer me the winnings of the Powerball and I couldn't tell you the names of the medicine I take daily.  I trust Chip Ridley.  He says, "Do it."  I do it because he keeps me well.

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"Keep up the good work," says my dentist, Dr. Burns.  I brush and floss.  I like my teeth.

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I am working on my weight.  I don't want to be known as that fat lady with the bad knee.  (I don't want to be known as the skinny lady with the bad knee either--FYI)  I want to be able to walk the bridges of Venice and roam the museums of  Florence .  Walking is a good thing.  For every pound I lose, I am taking 4 pounds of pressure off of my knees stated Dr. Lee, the orthopedist.  I like him.  He's kind, quiet, and competent.  He has made my knee feel better.

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I did try rubbing my knee with WD-40.


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