Visit to my Doctor or how to become subjected to Age redicule
I am writing this simply because My doctor reads my blog occasionally or so he tells me. Previous to the day of my appointment last Friday at 1140AM I had been feeling an occasional pain below my upper left rib for several days,. However, the morning of my appointment I was feeling great no worries - so instead of a three minute walk to the Doctor we took the car thinking we would go shopping after seeing the Doc but a delivery truck was parked across our drive so we were eventually five Min's late for our appointment. (on arrival normally one waits about a half hour or more to actually see the Doc) I gave the receptionist my card who told me I was to keep my appointment at the correct time and mumbled something I couldn't hear "Are you deaf "She asked," " only when you whisper" I replied, Inwardly I was becoming miffed with this young lady and her attitude, She then asked several Questions in a louder voice which I considered would be invas