1 hour ago · 7 min read1313 words · Life · hide

I have a bone to pick with whoever is in charge of health care.My main complaint at the moment concerns my eye drops, one of a variety of prescription medications I take to compensate for the fact that, as I age, my body is deteriorating like a corn dog in a hot dumpster.I take multiple prescription medications because I have multiple doctors, more doctors than would legally fit into a standard hotel elevator. These doctors are specialists, which means they focus, laser-like, on one specific part of my body, to the exclusion of the remainder of my body. Like, if I had an appointment to see my kidney doctor, and for some reason I happened to have a hatchet embedded in my skull, it’s possible that the kidney doctor, busily entering kidney-related data into the computer, would not notice it. Or if he did, he’d tell me I should make an appointment to see a hatchet-wound specialist, lest my skull become infected, which could affect my kidneys.(Note that I have just the one doctor caring…

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