Dr. Appointments

Unbelievably its already August. It seems like I have not done much this summer. I have spent a lot of time at doctors' appointments. I have hit the trifecta: High blood pressure, high blood sugar and high cholesterol. I am starting to deal with them all and my bathroom cupboard its starting to look like an old man's, heck I'm 56 so I guess I am starting to become an old man.

With all the insurance co-pays I have had to pay, I could have bought a ticket to Paris. If I were to have gone to Paris, the City of Light, the City of Love, I could have treated my ailments with red wine. I have been reading lately about how the French are in better health than Americans because of the red wine in their diet.

I think I will try that on my wife, "Sweetheart, I am feeling a little under the weather, could you please bring me a nice glass of red Zinfandel, and oh by the way, also bring me a couple of croissant's and a little pate." It sounds much better that a handfull of multi colored pills of various sizes. I keep forgetting what the pills are suppose to do so I had my wife write the ailment on the corresponding pill bottle with a blue sharpie. I am not certain what the malaria pills are for but what the heck, I have been watching a lot of jungle exploration tv shows lately, so they may come in handy.

Today I have a test that you have after you turn 50 (its my first), where you drink a four liters of an unpleaseant liquid the day before the test and then you are put to sleep (no, not like a dog is put to sleep) while the doctor does his exploration. I was called by the doctor's secretary yesterday with additional instructions for the procedure including an instruction to wear comfortable shoes. This, I must say, surprised me. Although I have never had this procedure done before, I assumed I would be lying face down on some sort of table. I did not anticpate I would be walking around the office with the doctor trailing me with some type of android camera device. The doctor who will be in charge of this Journey to the Center of the Earth type of procedure, is a friend of mine who I see weekly at the golf course. I am not certain I want to shake his hand next time I see him at the course. I know for certain that I won't be turning my back to him.

Well I best be signing off and to each of you, I wish good health and good fortune.