Other than my bad eyes (glasses since age 10), lopsided overbite (braces for three years that made only minimal improvement, unlike the author's, which helped create a smile that now looks commercial-ready), weak arches and the baseball collision involving multiple torn ligaments at 35 that left me with surgical scars on both sides of my left knee, a knee that now resides in a leg slightly shorter than the other causing hip alignment issues I will deal with until I drop, I actually felt like I was in pretty good shape the last 30 plus years or so. Then my blood pressure starting creeping up. I was convinced it was all situational. I even thought I had proof. A couple years ago at my physical, the nurse took my blood pressure when I arrived, and then later, after my doctor and I had somehow got into talking about how much Trump enraged us, he took my blood pressure again and it was up 20 points. But eventually I had to recognize that time, age and heredity have an impact and now I'm on a blood pressure medication so effective I can think about Trump and that cloud of red no longer floods my vision! So what I'm saying, I guess is, Yay drugs!
I'd say, for a guy your age (hell, for a guy 10 years younger) you're still in pretty damn good shape. Anyone that can walk 18 while carrying their clubs is doing alright in my book!
I'm convinced that doctor intimidation is merely an attempt to increase the likelihood of patient compliance. Unfortunately in my case it has only been mildly successful.
If I've learned something its that pushing back a little bit is important in getting your feelings and opinions heard, especially by a medical professional
I once had a routine physical scheduled for the day after a raging hangover (so about 36 hours post-drinks) and even though the worst of it had passed, I shamefully force-fed myself what felt like a gallon of water before the appointment because the only thing going through my head was "this doc is gonna take one look at my bloodwork and know I threw up 3 times yesterday"
Other than my bad eyes (glasses since age 10), lopsided overbite (braces for three years that made only minimal improvement, unlike the author's, which helped create a smile that now looks commercial-ready), weak arches and the baseball collision involving multiple torn ligaments at 35 that left me with surgical scars on both sides of my left knee, a knee that now resides in a leg slightly shorter than the other causing hip alignment issues I will deal with until I drop, I actually felt like I was in pretty good shape the last 30 plus years or so. Then my blood pressure starting creeping up. I was convinced it was all situational. I even thought I had proof. A couple years ago at my physical, the nurse took my blood pressure when I arrived, and then later, after my doctor and I had somehow got into talking about how much Trump enraged us, he took my blood pressure again and it was up 20 points. But eventually I had to recognize that time, age and heredity have an impact and now I'm on a blood pressure medication so effective I can think about Trump and that cloud of red no longer floods my vision! So what I'm saying, I guess is, Yay drugs!
I'd say, for a guy your age (hell, for a guy 10 years younger) you're still in pretty damn good shape. Anyone that can walk 18 while carrying their clubs is doing alright in my book!
I wasn't fishing for a compliment, but I'll take it!
Will, I think EVERYONE feels this way! My husband won't make a Dr. appointment until he has lost 5 pounds and gone off wine for three weeks.
It makes me feel so much better to know I'm not alone in this!
I can relate!
I guess we're a silent majority in this feeling!
I'm convinced that doctor intimidation is merely an attempt to increase the likelihood of patient compliance. Unfortunately in my case it has only been mildly successful.
If I've learned something its that pushing back a little bit is important in getting your feelings and opinions heard, especially by a medical professional
I've learned you must be your own, very vocal, advocate or you'll drown in the morass of our heatlthcare syatem.
These fears literally prevent me from going to the doctor, so you are not alone
Yeah but you do a great job and you go anyway!
I once had a routine physical scheduled for the day after a raging hangover (so about 36 hours post-drinks) and even though the worst of it had passed, I shamefully force-fed myself what felt like a gallon of water before the appointment because the only thing going through my head was "this doc is gonna take one look at my bloodwork and know I threw up 3 times yesterday"