doctor, lawyer, Indian chief

What I really want to write about is pretty simple, but certainly not a simple pleasure . . . so should I? But, if I don't write something today, November slips by unrecorded . . .

I could write about . . . finally finding
a new primary physician
I might be
willing
to see
again

but I can't write about the fact that,

because I don't go to doctors as a rule,

my insurance won't cover

a penny of her bill

("not covered,"

"exceeds allowable,"

"you haven't started

using your deductible")

or, I could write about being

thankful for the gift of

good health

but not that I question why

"borderline" is

"normal"

or, I could write about how

I've figured out how to do

the last seven--

and next two--

doctor/dentist

appointments

without missing

a day of

work or summer

but not

that I have my priorities

confused

or I could save

writing about

health

and

doctors

and

all things related

until . . .

maybe never?

Good idea!

But,

you know,

there is something to be said

for being told you have

a good

(AKA perfect EKG)

heart. . .

Enough said!