Not only did today seem as if it were 48 hours long, it felt like two completely different days. I have to say, the second half was much better than the first, because I spent the whole morning getting no work done. I was stressing over my doctor appointment and couldn’t get out of the bathroom. When the doctor told me I’d lost five pounds, I didn’t let him know that I thought I’d lost it all this morning.
When I couldn’t stand it any longer, I left for my appointment about half an hour earlier than I needed to. Luckily, I got there at a time when there was no line to check in, and I didn’t have to wait as long as I did the last time (when I had been on time). Even better, for the first time my blood pressure was within normal range when the nurse took it. It’s always normal when I take it at home, but for once I didn’t have to try to explain that to anyone.
So I thought I was in the clear. I was only there at the doctor’s request so that he could make sure the blood pressure medication was working. Then he walked into the exam room and starting talking about lab work and prostate exams (which, as far as I know, require rubber gloves). He checked the labs I had done a year ago, and he wants to see some improvement in the cholesterol levels. He gave me some ideas, as far as diet and exercise.
He ordered the labs, but on my way out the door he gave me an out. “As soon as possible,” he said, “unless you’d like to change your lifestyle and see if there’s some improvement in three or four months.” Well, you don’t need to hit me over the head twice. I’ll happily go on the 60-minute-a-day exercise program and eat nothing but fish, if it’ll keep me away from the needle (and the glove) for four months. I’m not sure how I’m going to do it, but I’m going to try. |