It was the joyful day of going to the doctor. Actually I saw a nurse practitioner and that was fine. I was only there to get the motion sickness patch. She thought I meant Dramamine and that I could get that over the counter. Yes, you can get Dramamine over the counter. So she looked it up and found it and was surprised. They prescribe this medicine to stroke victims as it dries out the mouth. Then she was pretty sure my insurance wouldn't cover it. I didn't care. It is why I was there and I was getting my prescription. I've been around the motion sickness rodeo my whole life. So it was sent to the pharmacy and I may not have to pay for it. And even if I do, it isn't very expensive.
So I went to the doctor last, last year for my toe. Before that I went in 2012 when I was in the accident that totaled my truck. Before that was at least a decade before. I just don't go. I have to have a reason. I've never felt sick enough to need to go. I've never been worried about anything that compelled me to go. And I know all about preventive health care.
They did not know what to make of me. No, I don't want a PAP, no I really don't want a mammogram (they gave me a referral anyway). No I don't want a colonoscopy (they gave me another little test to check for blood and we can go from there....new). No don't want a flu shot...I had the flu. No, I don't want a tetanus shot. They did take four vials of blood. The littles loved my yellow tape and the hole where the needle had gone.
Because I don't go often, I always have to go through all the history and all the questions and all the No's. And all of that just keeps me at home unless I need to go. But now once again I am established somewhere. And I have my prescription. And now maybe I'm good for a good long while again. ;p
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