Joke
A Joke of all time. I agreed to take part in a zoom call for yesterday from my primary doctor. New thoughts on arthritis and foods interaction. The 3:45 took until the 4:05 before the host signed in. On the screen were pages that were read to the twelve of us that had agreed. It was straight from the free pamphlets available at the clinic. Prior a questionnaire was given off of the Mayo portal. When someone asked about the questionnaire being a portion of it, it was more for each of us to ponder as we had filled it in. So much for delaying my afternoon’s supper prep.
Also, when I had agreed to meet with a dietitian at the clinic, it was “health class 101.” She was 20 and Twiggy could have been her sister. I do play by what is suggested. A 1/4 cup of cottage cheese is not worth dirtying up a spoon let alone a dish.
I find solace in my blood work telling me all is copasetic and with a blood pressure reading of 110/20. It is similar to PT telling me I can regain the total use of my left arm and hand if I use it enough. I, as the patient, do as suggested, smile and go on to continue my life without fail, fearing being labeled as uncooperative may diminish the care I appreciate from my primary. My regular PT guy, Mike, knows what has been going on with the ole body for the last 25 years. Medicare can and does have guidelines that must be followed.
On to leading the good life here on Stauffer Avenue with Dennis.
With that I will take my leave. ♥