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Y'know those guys that dress-up in blue or gray uniforms and reenact battles of the Civil War on the weekends? Do you think they ever get tired of acting out the same thing over and over and over again? They spend so much money on it and so much time going over the information... when is enough, enough?
My Doctor and I do a similar thing every few months, where we act out an old joke that is at least as old as Vaudeville itself:
BADUM-BUM!
Back in February I tore my abdominal muscle *juuuuuuuust enough* to cause me crying-out-loud PAIN. Not Hernia, but darned close. Only prescription was to take Tylenol and try to relax it as much as possible.I can usually give it up to a MONTH of relaxation before the guilt of not doing anything becomes overwhelming and I have to go do something stupid like throw Molly on the bed or carry a large load of something across the room, then I end up going back to the Doctor who tells me "That thing you are doing that is causing the pain - DON'T DO DAT!"
Just got back from a Doctor's appointment where we did just that. I'm really getting tired of putting on this Gray uniform and listening to the cashier from 7-11 recite the Gettysburg Address...
My Doctor and I do a similar thing every few months, where we act out an old joke that is at least as old as Vaudeville itself:
A man goes to see his Doctor, the Doctor says "What seems to be troubling you?" and the man, he says "Oh Doc it's terrible! It hurts..." and the man holds up his arm at an awkward angle, and he says "It hurts whenever I do DAT!" The Doctor, without missing a beat, says "Well den don't DO dat!"
BADUM-BUM!
Back in February I tore my abdominal muscle *juuuuuuuust enough* to cause me crying-out-loud PAIN. Not Hernia, but darned close. Only prescription was to take Tylenol and try to relax it as much as possible.I can usually give it up to a MONTH of relaxation before the guilt of not doing anything becomes overwhelming and I have to go do something stupid like throw Molly on the bed or carry a large load of something across the room, then I end up going back to the Doctor who tells me "That thing you are doing that is causing the pain - DON'T DO DAT!"
Just got back from a Doctor's appointment where we did just that. I'm really getting tired of putting on this Gray uniform and listening to the cashier from 7-11 recite the Gettysburg Address...
