Whining Continued

I had to go to the girl doctor today.
Now that I have insurance I felt it was important to get my free annual check up.
I would rather have root canal without any drugs than have an annual exam but I knew I had to because it has been 6 years.

So there you are in the fuzzy stirrups in a freezing cold room in a paper gown wondering why the fuzzy stirrups? Seriously why not just keep it warmer in here? And why are they only concerned about my feet being warm as I sit here in a thin piece of pink paper? 

The doctor was a nice enough woman of a certain age. 
She specializes in we old broads. I like that. 
She doesn't do babies. It's just all women stuff all the time. 
A nice bunch of women in the office too.
But honestly it doesn't make up for this horrible visit. 
They could feed me wine and chocolate while I'm lying there in fuzzy stirrups and it wouldn't help me one bit.

They took my BP and normally it runs around 110/60. It was 148/83. 
Think I was stressed a bit?

The doctor talked to me a great deal about family history and all my medications as well as tests she would like me to have. I hear dollar signs. 
Then I remember I have insurance. Then I remember I haven't met a deductible so it sounds like a lot of money. It's terrible to make health decisions based on money really but what choice do we have in this country? 
She goes on to tell me that she is upset that I haven't had a colonoscopy. 
I, on the other hand, am not the least bit upset.
She writes me a script to have one. I make a noise. She tells me I'm an adult and this is something that one should do at age 50. I'm very late for it. 
Thanks for that age dig Doc.

Now in my little ole head I'm thinking, "I'm 50 and I don't one!" 
Then I think I'm 9 and I wanna whine how "I don't wanna !!!!" stomping of the foot of course would be mandatory with that last one.

Look I know I have to but really? Rick tells me its the best nap and/or rest ever.
Hmmm.....is that really telling of the test or my sick husband?
He also shared with me that the night before is far worse than being given this wonderful drug to nap while they prod you. All I hear is prod. It's an exit ramp. I don't want prodded in that area.
But apparently no stomping of feet, no whining, crying or basic bad behavior will get me out of this.
I think I'll wait until after vacation. I may need the weight loss after vacation...teehee

Then she left the room and I was reading through some pamphlets on the table. There was one for Latisse that my friend and I were just talking about a couple of days ago. She came back in and saw me reading this and I asked some questions. She bribed me like I was 9. 
Then again if one acts like they are 9 they will be treated as though they are 9.
She told me if I  get my colonoscopy before December I can get a free month of Latisse. 
Damn her. It worked.   She knew I wanted to try this. But I would never have purchased it because it is frivolous and I don't need it. Not money well spent.  

You see young people your eye lashes thin as you age. In fact everything thins as you age except your waistline. Go figure. And my eye lashes are 1/2 of what they once were. So I took the Latisse and they made my appointment for a colonoscopy for later in the year.
The woman writing up all my scripts said, "Now don't go and cancel because we'll just bill you for this."  "
Why you little stinkers!" I said and laughed.

She said, "We've had your kind before."

"Okay so you're so smart. I guess I get a rotor rooter done with long luxurious lashes."

"See? that's the spirit You can bat them at the doctor doing your test."

"Yea, but i don't think he's looking at that end of me, that is my issue."
They all just laughed.

And I'm in medical hell of late.

15 more days....only 15 more days....