Thanksgiving Project – Doctor, Doctor

A little over a year ago, it was discovered I had high blood pressure. My mom had HBP and I am confident that’s what caused her death – she wouldn’t take blood pressure mess. She was sure she could control it “naturally”. Now she is “naturally” dead. I think that’s just dumb for such a treatable disease. I have no problem taking my meds…$10 every 3 months at WalMart.

But, I still have to go to the doctor to get my prescription. Last week I noticed I only had a week left on my prescription. So, I called the dreaded doctor’s office…and they were on VACATION!!! How dare they be gone. Actually, they got me in today. I thought that was pretty good since I didn’t call until yesterday afternoon. So $75 later, prescription in hand, I’m feeling pretty good.

The doctor said I was the picture of health. He was talking about my blood pressure not my wallet I would guess (since he cleaned my wallet out!).

So, I’m thankful for my meds to keep my BP under control. I’m NOT thankful that it cost me so much for him to take my blood pressure, listen to my lungs and heart and send me on my way.