I found myself in an interesting situation yesterday. I had gone to my doctor's again for a follow up since my headaches have not gone away. On occasion, I have had new doctors or doctors in training or whoever come in and talk to me. I don't have a problem with it. I figure two doctors are better than one even if one is a newbie. Anyway, this happened yesterday and I had absolutely no confidence in this new doctor. And the reason was because he looked sooooo young and I think another reason is because he didn't look the part of a doctor. How judgmental of me! Seriously, I need to stop because I'm only going to get older and they are most likely only going to get younger - kinda like officiating. I think this was the first time that I was 100% sure that I was older than my doctor. Not that it should matter.
So here I am sitting at home for like the 12 day in a row. I'm on vicodin and was told to do absolutely nothing for the next few days. I should be happy that I have a legitimate excuse not to go to work, but I want to be there. I want to get stuff done and it's killing me. There is so much to do and I'm just upset that I'm disappointing people. Blargh!
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