I was nervous, but not as nervous as usual when I arrived for my appointment with my GP on Thursday.  My eagerness to work on “the project” were still overriding my usually-pathological levels of White Coat Hypertension.

When Weiner came in and sat down, he let me get through my spiel, which I appreciated.  Sometimes he makes me feel rushed, but not today.

He paused after I had finished and said, “Well, I’m really glad you had this epiphany, and I’m happy to make all the referrals you need, but what you also need is, uh, a doctor.

I couldn’t have agreed more.  His point was that I had not seen him in a year and a half and had spent entirely too much time not feeling good before calling him.

“We’ll get you started with the podiatrist and the sleep study and we’ll take a bunch of blood from you today.”

“All you want, ” I said.

Insurance Drama:  None!

Next:  Meet your Podiatrist . . .