Put Your Elbows On the Table
Why, oh why, did I consent to my first physical in seven years? The experience was degrading, humiliating, painful and scary. Panicked doctors and nurses are insisting on a battery of tests that will take weeks to complete and will set off sirens at my (self-financed) health insurer. None of us are going to make it out of here alive anyway.
posted by Happy In Bag @ 10:49 AM
6 Comments:
At 1:46 PM,
GunDiva said…
Hey, that's a nice exam table!
Sadly, that was my first thought when I looked at your picture. Bummer.
Hope all the poking and prodding turns out alright.
At 4:41 PM,
bgo said…
Just watch out for the cattle gun they use for the prostrate thingy a al No Country For Old Men. Paging Dr. Chigurh.
At 8:41 PM,
Happy In Bag said…
That's creepy, GD!
I already feel violated, BGO.
At 10:47 PM,
GunDiva said…
Sorry, worked in medicine too long, including for a urologist. I get excited about little things - exam tables being one of them. :)
At 10:56 AM,
Rick in PV said…
Mick whined it best: What a drag it is getting old, eh?
At 2:18 PM,
the unthinking lemming said…
Of course, Mick was 23 at the time.
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