9 hours ago
Thursday, October 11, 2012
Doogie Howser at 9 AM
Once upon a time I made mention of my MD's eminent retirement. I'm taking it badly. Last spring I wrote
"I want to find an MD finishing his/her residency this spring, and become their first patient. The likelihood of them knowing anything useful now is slim, but I don't ask for much now. Down the road, when they are smarter, and I'm sicker, they'll be so grateful for my being their first patient and sticking with them, they'll work extra hard to keep me alive."
At a family gathering I mentioned to the brain trust, my need for a new doctor, Mrs. T's cousin, one of the premier medical authorities in the nation, told me to see Doogie Howser MD. How could I not?
I saw Doogie this week. He looks so young. How can anyone so young know anything useful, I wondered. Then I remembered that I put myself into this mess, and I wasn't asking for much, up front. My payback comes later. He was late, he was harried, I was getting the bums rush until I mentioned who recommended him. From then on, it was peaches and cream.
We had a nice chat, he asked pertinent questions and silently accepted my unwillingness to become a cog in the medical machine. Doogie's probably workable, we'll know when the test results come back.
Posted by Toad at 12:00 AM