You remember that song by Elvis: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uwelrtb8Oho
It’s now or never!
The other day I was about to sit down and have my lunch.
Having lunch is a sacred occasion right up there with dinner and breakfast. On
this auspicious occasion, it was a salad with some cheese mixed in.
All along I have been waiting for a phone call from a
neurosurgeon for an MRI because my back has been aching since June 18th. I have
gone through all sorts of scans and probes and nothing is showing up, so the
MRI is necessary.
My personal physician, Dr. Strangeglove set up the
appointment with Dr. Marrow to see if things are skeletal, since none of my
organs seem to be in danger. The problem is to get an appointment you must wait
until you die.
They called me while I was trying to free the hospital that
my daughter was in so she could go home and they would not be abused by her any
longer than necessary. She is a tough customer. I had to turn the appointment
down, yet they informed me that they would put me on the waiting list with
priority.
Then a few days ago, as the first fork-filled entered my
mouth, they called.
“You need to come down NOW!” This was from a woman on the other
end, and so naturally I listened, dropped my fork and ran down, had a
consultation and exam by Dr. Marrow and now wait for the MRI. So far there was
nothing he found, meanwhile, the pain persists.
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