Today was my day to visit my head hunter, my mind boggler, my brain bubba, etc. at the VA Medical Center in West Palm Beach. Every time I go there it costs me $10...about. It's a 30 mile drive each way, and since my Malibu gets about 24mpg I spend a little over 2 1/4 gallons I suppose; and at $2.90 a gallon on average, I'm guessing about $7 on fuel. Then the tolls are about 1.90 each way...so probably over $10. But...every doctor and every medication I get there comes out to $0.00. Therefore I'm not permitted to complain about the cost of driving there...except if I stop at a Plaza and have a Nathan's combo, it costs about the same thing! But the great thing about the VA is that I have never had to wait more than 15 minutes past my appointment to see a doctor, and their equipment is state of the art.
Dr. Zayas is of Cuban descent, and I'm guessing she's in her late 40s. I gave her a copy of my poetry book, although I'm not sure if she's big on poetry. She is big on doling out medication. I told her I'm having a problem putting a letter in those little crossword puzzle boxes because of a tremor in my hands, and right away she wanted to get me off one medication and onto another one. I told her no way I was going to take on a new pill, tremors or no tremors. We had a nice 40 minute discussion. I mentioned to her that my wife thinks I'm depressed. Zayas asked if I thought so, and I told her I didn't think so even though I sleep until 11am, wear the same clothes for a few days, have no appetite, can't walk a block, gave up golf and sex, have exhausted all my goals, and rooted for the Marlins and Dolphins. So what makes anyone think I'm depressed? What really depresses me is the thought that if a genie told me he would grant me one wish, which would I choose--golf or sex? I sure need some help with that one. I'm glad Dr. Zayas didn't ask me.
She said most of my problems come with age.
When I tell Rhoda I'm ageing, she denies that; she says I'm merely "maturing". But she knows that's a euphemism. She graduated from American University.
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Ha! I chortle!
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Hey! Where's the blog?? I'm missing my Daily Dose of Dad!
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