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Going To the Doctors

Do not bring me to doctors’ appointments unless you want me to tell the truth. “I always wear my seatbelt,” you say. “That is a lie,” I correct you. “I threw away those pills,” you say. “He took two of them yesterday,” I tell the nurse. The nurse looks like she is going to cry. This is about the eighth question, and they have all gone the same way. “I think I’ll wait outside in the waiting room,” I say. If he wants to get medications based on lies, is it really any of my business?

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Date: 1/20/2022 8:31:00 AM
I hope you aren't talking about Joe!!! But, as I recall, Deb was always correcting me in the doctor's office. I tend to minimize stuff, even when it comes to symptoms. Maybe most men do this. I don't know. Friends tell me I wait too long before going to the ER, that I won't admit I need help until I am seriously in danger.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 1/20/2022 8:31:00 PM
It was Joe. He has had some really weird things happen this week. He is blind in his right eye and did not know it. They were supposed to do eye surgery and cancelled at the last minute, and he has had an EKG and has a heart arrythmia. I can tell you because you are not going to tell anyone but it has been a really trying week.

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