Gosh, things are going along swimmingly without insurance, and then you get insurance, go to the doctor and have one great thing after another.
First, was a pain in my foot at night; not when I walked on it either, just at night. I go to the doctor, he sends me to a specialist.
Now, there is a whole other topic. I love my General Practioner. He is a great guy and I would not want to eliminate his job, but just why do I need to go to a GP, for a pain in my foot, to be told to go to a podiatrist? I mean, my foot hurt so couldn’t I just call the podiatrist and say, “my foot hurts.”
Well, as it turns out, the answer to that is no. Because when I do get to him, he tells me that the pain is most likely actually coming from my back. Probably an issue I have had since I was two and thrown under the dash. I do like to blame everything on that one accident but it is a good possibility.
So, until I can get to a back doctor, I was also informed that I have to buy Butt Ugly running shoes. Now, he did not specify that they be butt ugly, it just turns out that they are. I have to admit, they do feel good.
And, while we are on health, I did not appreciate being stung by a wasp, on the tip of my finger this morning. Makes it tough to type.
