My world is overrun by little cards. My most prized card is my library card. Please tell me I 'm not only one who knows their 14 digit number by heart. That key to wonders of the world is how I survive the other cards. Those regimental, bosy little pieces of cardboard that tell me when to go where, to see who, when I would much rather be doing other things. Now that every doctor is a specielist I am supporting two hospitals , two surgcare facilities, an opthomologist, a neuro-opthamologist and an eye surgeon, a neurologist, a general practioner oh and five orthopedic doctors.....this year. I 've decided I really need a psychiatrist. I mean how much sense does this make ? I am voluntarily walking (hobbling,crawling) in and then paying these people to do these things to me. In my defense,if I didn 't have at least 1 surgical procedure every two years I would walk into the backyard, lay down and wait for the shovels of dirt to fall, thinking I was dead and didn 't …show more content…
And yes, I do have a reputation. When I walk into the Ortho-practice I am greeted with a huge smile ( I am helping pay them after all) and a very sweet “Which Doc are you seeing today ?” Then when I see the doctor the first thing he says is “Will we be scheduling surgery this month or next ?” ARGHHHHHH Give me a few more years and I will be robotic. Seeing as 35