Monday, October 12, 2009

Today's the monthly check up, it will be the same as last month and again I, (or rather my insurance company) , actually both, will do our part to insure the monthly payment to keep the family practice going. What will I get in return? Snarky front office people, who are never happy to see me...a complacent assistant who will weigh me, pinch my arm until it bruises while taking my blood pressure, and ask in the same droning monotone voice what I am there for. Then, after waiting 40 minutes in the front office and another 25 in the back office, in comes the doctor...the only thing that will be missing from my experience this afternoon will be the lady with the alligator purse...the doctor will ask, so how are you doing, another polite and most likely expected social gesture considering the plaques of yellowed certificates that hang on the wall, degrees from one school to another, I will briefly give account of the hellish nightmare of another month with dystonia, where she will repeatedly say, uh huh, uh huh, and then pull out the prescription pad to scribble another months supply of meds...this whole episode will take all of about five minutes where I will then have to walk back out to make next months appointment with what ever snarky front office girl who opens the window. Off to the drug store to get meds filled and then home. Another month of my dose of being part of the herd, ushered in and out. Of asking myself where does
this road end? I've got to find a way, out of this nightmare, and I know that only by the grace of God I go. And to that, madhatter time, I told myself again last night as I do every night I will get in earlier, every morning the body has a different plan as I wrap my neck, take my meds, tenz and wait for my neck to release and say off to work with you. Sometimes it's only an hour, sometimes it's three, sometimes it doesn't and I push myself despite the pain because it can not wait any longer, soulless has no compassion and has set the boundary line at 9:00. and not a minute later, lest I incure her wrath, interesting to me considering she caused this. Have a blessed day good citizens, go and be well.
XO Keke

1 comment:

Tracy Suzanne said...

Hey Keke. Just came by to check on you. I hope your Drs appt. went well and you got only good news. I'm sorry you're not feeling up to par. All my wishes and good thoughts are with you dear friend...Tracy :)