I had a doctor appointment and just before leaving, I remembered the old phrase “An apple a day keeps the doctor away.” So I brought an apple. He was just about to give me an injection when I beaned him like a hard throwing MLB pitcher. He dropped like a rock and it must be true because I haven’t heard anything since.
I don’t like to visit any of my doctors offices but not because I don’t like them. They’re all good people but it’s what they’re trained to do. They’re the mechanics of the medical field. Routine maintenance, check the oil (blood) and fill you up when it’s low. Then they start looking for the source of the leak.
Just as automobiles age and the parts begin to fail, so do parts in our bodies. First they run a diagnostic test on the computer (brain) then probe to find the root cause of the problem. They may or may not keep you overnight to continue testing for the next couple of days.
Sometimes the problem is serious enough that they have to order parts. Heart, kidney, lung, etc.; which can take some time. One thing is for sure. As you get older you hear the doctor say, “Wow, that’s got to come out!” I hate that part. I haven’t had to have anything replaced yet but they’ve taken a lot out and rebuilt some things.
I don’t think I’m going to go back. I’ll see my mechanic instead. But I can’t throw fruit at him because he’ll probably kill me.
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