A PLETHORA OF DOCTORS in Postcards 4

The good pulmonary surgeon.

I’m sure this happens too many of us today. The modern insurance set up leads the Primary Care doctor to now pass the buck to the experts. I did ask mine to solve the problem of the yearly worsening attacks of bronchitis, and found myself with this newest of referrals.

I’m not in need of a pulmonary surgeon, but I find I am referred to a regular pulmonary specialist. “Nonspecific increased interstitial markings and subpleural lung fields bilaterally.” No mass. This won’t stop the surgery my GP tells me. When the newest doctor called, I’m afraid I answered the phone by saying, “Not another doctor.”

When I first got medical care at the VA, I had a GP, who then added an allergist and a GI man…who I loved. In the Scripps system, I got this wonderful GP, then my eye doc, a flock of Orthopedists, A Dentist, a Dermatologist, my Pulmonary Surgeon, and now a lung man. I’m sure all this is good for me but I’d rather just be living.
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• Himself: Work, meeting.


• Myself: Yesterday pulling unsold old books. Today: Finding a new shampoo as it turns out I am allergic to the one I am currently using. Washing the bedroom pillows. Secretarying the Friday Meeting.


• Photo: Taken by G. 2010.


• Reading: Still the Anna Pigeon.


• Gratitude’s: That My day is so light.