I’m going to the doctor this morning. I feel like I’m facing a high school math test that I’ve already failed! I know I’m going to get a lecture about my weight, my lack of exercise, my high blood pressure, and probably my attitude!
It’s not enough that I have a great immune system and I’m rarely sick. It’s not enough that I’ve overcome half a dozen accidents, six broken bones, and seven surgeries. It’s not enough that I’m nearly sixty and still enthusiastic about my job, my family, and life in general. No…I go to one of those doctors who expects perfection! Lol
I really do like my doctor. I even like his attitude most of the time. He is kind and considerate, yet blunt when he needs to be. I know he is genuinely concerned about my health. I’ve known him for sixteen years and I know his wife and his children. He also treats Gary and several other family members and friends. He’s very professional and has a good reputation.
Still, we go round and round about my faults. I guess that is a good thing since I no longer have a mother to lecture me! So I’ll go this morning and feel guilty about my weight and lack of exercise. Perhaps this time I will be motivated to do more about both!