After the fight with the alarm clock, my curling iron, the coffee pot, rush hour, and the balancing act involved with getting an overstuffed purse, lunch box, & half filled coffee mug, along with myself up the steps & settled at my desk, I collide into the focused tasks of the first half of the day. That is the tunnel I glide into from the first flit of my eyelids at that aforementioned alarm. I emerge from my desk around noon, & every time, it is like I am seeing the world for the first time and nothing is old, but quirky & unique. Every lunch break leaves my heart laughing with amusement for the rest of the day...

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Choosing My Disease of the Day

My Insurance Company forced me to choose a primary care provider in order to have insurance. Therefore, I have no idea what my doctor is like, because I chose her from a list. I am thrilled to have medical care and coverage either way though! I called Dr. today over lunch to make my "new patient" physical appt. I came to find after chatting with a very pleasant receptionist that Dr. will not take first time patient physicals (for healthy people wanting a check up). The receptionist explained that Dr. only takes "ill patients for their first visit."
I asked, "So in order to make an appointment I need to have something wrong?"
                       "Yes."
I found this kind of odd. Since normally doctors do it the other way around, and while that does not really make any sense since doctors are supposed to make unnwell people well and not the other way around I still almost asked her:
        "So if i want to come in for a wellness visit I need to be a hypochodriac?"
I wished I did not actually have anything wrong so that I could make up a list of symptoms to the end of scheduling the wellness visit that I innitially desired:
           "Eh.hem. well. uh. I think... *cough* *hack* *cough cough*  I keep coughing, OUCH, so I have to sit to take a breather... and everytime I sit down my elbow hurts, so I squeeze it which then causes a lot of pain in my big toe... Do you think maybe the nerves are connected? There is no discoloration in my left toe and it is the right one that is hurting. Although, the odd part is, I had the 6th toe amputated as a child and that seems to be the one that is hurting."
                   "...."
            "No, no medical records, my mother believed in natural medicine so she removed it herself."

Instead I just got to say, "I have an injured knee, and a skin thing." That still wins me my wellness visit though!   Although, I am still unsure how I feel about my eye brow raising Dr. Anti-wellness who I chose from the mysterious Insurance Company list....

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