Having a Health-y Experience
My wife had experienced strange (and very uncomfortable) abdominal pains for a number of years. No one could ever properly diagnose it. Every time the pain flared up, she’d trundle off to a clinic, they’d run a couple of tests (which would always be inconclusive), and a couple of days later it would disappear again. Painful and frustrating, since the obvious conclusions were that no one was reading the history of what was happening, and we both knew it would come back again.
Finally, last December (during another bout of pain), she lucked out and got in to see her long-time doctor. (Yes, read that sentence again. I said “lucked out” to see her own doctor. But I digress.) After recounting the last few years of goings-on, the doctor recommended something a little different. A new test revealed acute appendicitis.

In all of this running around, one thing struck me as being so backwards that I was amazed that someone didn’t accidentally remove, say, my wife’s spleen. Everyone communicated verbally. Is it just me, or did we suddenly regress 100 years?

