If you count lab work, I’ve been in a doctor’s office six times this month, with four more visits scheduled just in the first week of next month. Different doctors for different consultations, x-rays, scans, and checkups. Who did I see yesterday? Who do I see tomorrow? What did they tell me to do or not to do? When do I go back? It can get confusing. No worries, though. Miles to go before I sleep. I’m doing fine for my age, is what they tell me. What I am hearing, though, is that my karma may be catching up with me in regards to a lifetime of poor eating habits.
