We had two things good happen on the medical front in our household today.
First, Husband will not have to have surgery to repair the two herniated discs in his neck. The doctor thinks they will heal on their own. Since they just laid off two more people from Husband’s office and he was greatly worried about what taking time off for surgery and recovery would do to his employment situation, this is a very good thing on more than one level.
Second, I don’t have Diabetes. I’ve been worried for awhile that I have Diabetes, but I’ll bet you didn’t know that.
I didn’t get Gestational Diabetes when I was pregnant with Son, but a few of the numbers were on the high side. Ever since I’ve been hyper-sensitive to any sign I might be developing Diabetes.
I pee a lot. I have for years. Lately I noticed I’ve been drinking more, so I expressed my concern to my doctor when I went in today to get an antibiotic to rid myself of my spring-colored mucus (hint: if you have chronic bronchitis it’s not a good idea to spend ten hours running a garage sale in ninety-four degree heat with the haze of smoke from local wildfires lingering over all) extravaganza.
Since I had eaten or not eaten approximately the correct amount of time prior, she tested my blood.
It was 81.
She sent me on my way.
So, we paid $40 in doctor co-payments and $5 in a prescription co-payment, but compared to what we thought going into each doctor’s office $45 is much less than it could have been.
I’ll pay $45 for peace of mind any day.