A Day at Kaiser…
It started off okay…I mean, I had a choice of appointments starting with 8:40 in the AM (I chose 9:40 c’uz I don’t like to get up too early)…I hadn’t seen my PC (primary care, they call’em now) for sum time ’n I guess it wuz about time…The weighed me (can’t believe how friggin’ heavy I am)…took my word for how tall I am (use’ta be 6’ but pretty sure that ain't the case any more…stuck a thermometer in my ear(in the olden daze, you had it under your tongue)…then they checked my pulse to make sure I wuz alive (I guess)…’n did the blood pressure thing…’n they always ask what medications you’re taking as if they didn’t have it right in front of them on the computer (try leaving one out sumtime ’n see how quick they ask about it )...then they asked me why I wanted to see the doctor…(I refrained from saying that it wuz Tuesday 'n I didn't have anything else to do 'cuz I didn't want to hurt any feelings, people being so sensitive today)…
Anywaze, when he came in, he pushed ’n prodded ’n did the stethoscope thing which alwaze reminds me of old movie doctors, then he looked at his computer which old movie doctors cudn't do, ’n asked me what medications I wuz taking…I repeated what I’d told the nurse ’n he asked me if I wuz taking any vitamins…then he took my blood pressure again ’n called a technician in (Missy, she said her name wuz) to run an ekg on me after which he scheduled me for a blood test, a chest exray and a treadmill test which is done while being given another ekg by two technicians, Melissa 'n Sabrina who were young enuff 'n pretty enuff that if an old guys blood pressure wudn't go up it'd mean sumthin wuz seriously wrong with him...anyway, it wuz a loooong day!
And then, via e-mail, I got the results….the good news is that there is nuthin’ wrong with me that can’t be corrected through diet ’n exercise; the bad news is that there’s nuthin’ wrong with me that can’t be corrected through diet ’n exercise….or so I’m told…I don’t believe it howsumever, you just can’t fix old age with vitamin pills ’n treadmills….back in those halcyon daze of smoking ’n drinking ’n such, people use’ta joke that ‘death cures cancer’….it also is a permanent fix for old age or at least I think that’s what it sez sumwhere in Obamacare!!!!
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