I about lost my Zen this morning.
I wrote a whole big post about it and just deleted it because it was rambly and kind of pointless. I don't like to whine. But I do like to share with my friends amusing tidbits of information...like when my GP, after realizing I had a handle on the whole migraine situation, asked me if my current vision problems were "something I could live with." Yes. She really did.
It was one of those moments where I realize the stupidity of the world and just lean back in my chair and let it whiz by. Only it didn't whiz by. It hung around.
"Okay," said the doctor. "Well, I'll get the nurse in here to take your temperature since you said you had a fever last week, and I'll refer you to an opthamologist."
I grit my teeth. I'd said I had a fever two months ago, when I had food poisoning. I had a temperature of 102 and was effectively blind for a whole day. It was part of the reason I was there. I don't have a fever now. Know how I know? Because I can see you. But whatever. Take my temperature. Fine. And while you're at it...
"Is someone going to take some blood?" I asked before she got all the way out the door. There was a banana burning a hole in my purse, and the thought of it was burning a hole in my stomach. "I was told to fast this morning so you could take a blood sugar test."
"Why would we do that?" she asked.
I told Gail Vinett I liked seeing this doctor because everybody there knows who I am. "You want people to know who you are at church," she said. "You want your doctor to be smart."
Guess I'll be finding a new GP.