Friday, October 15, 2010

Round One

I had my mammogram this week and got the all-clear report.  Mike went to the dermatologist and will have to return to have some squamous cells removed.  He likes to tell me these are not the concerning kind.  I like to tell him to wear sun screen. 
He also went to have some blood work down in preparation for his physical.  I hope fervently to avoid having blood work at my upcoming physical.  I had some drawn last year.  The phlebotomist (?) made vampire jokes, which I did not find at all funny.  I have zero sense of humor about needles being poked into my body.
He has his eye exam out of the way and I have mine coming up in November.  We both have dentist appointments.  When my parents were my age they had false teeth.  I'm hoping to avoid that until I no longer know or care if all my meals are whirled up in a blender.  Electric toothbrush, rubber gum stimulator, floss and fluoride rinse--every day.
Keeping up with these check-ups and tune-ups is practically a job this time of year.  It used to be I did all these routine things during summer vacation so it is actually nice to not have to waste a summer day sitting in a waiting room anymore.
Well, I am not complaining--or I better not be-- because, really, way too many people who are near and dear to us are actually spending full time undergoing medical treatments and procedures.  Gratitude is what is called for here.
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Not related to anything medical, but somehow good for my mental health--I got my hair cut--really cut, not just trimmed off dry and split ends.  Not one word from my loving hubby, but I really like it.  And, seriously, So much more important for me to be happy.

2 comments:

  1. I remember back when I was married, I would get my hair cut and my husband wouldn't notice for a week or so, but when he did, he would get mad and talk about how bad it looked. One of the 1000 reasons I divorced him.

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  2. You are smart to keep on top of things, but it does seem like we spend a lot of time on exam tables as we age.
    Understand your fear of the blood suckers. I have difficult veins and it takes a skilled person not to have to fish for them. When I find a guy that can do it quickly and easily, I almost feel like proposing.

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