Thursday, September 6, 2012
That Stage of Life
I've reached that stage in life where I no longer have a doctor. I have a TEAM of doctors. There's the primary care doctor who delights in sending me to visit his colleagues. After all, it's important to help all of them keep up their luxury condos in Tahiti. I have a dermatologist, gastroenterologist, cardiologist, and chiropractor. With all these people checking me over, you'd think I'm the bionic woman or something, instead of the person who wakes up every morning and asks the question of the day...
What's wrong with me now?
My latest specialist asked me to bring along every medication (including over the counter) that I take. He'd like to look at it. Before I pack up my basket of drugs, I can only hope that I remember to remove the dog's medicine. Otherwise I might be adding a new specialist to the team. A psychiatrist.