What to do when the doctor is not in
My doctor is retiring. I am heartbroken. For 30 years, he’s been the first line of defense. A strange pain here? Give him a call. A stomach issue there? Give him a call. Time for a physical? Give him a call. Need a vaccine? Give him a call. For 30 years, whenever something ailed me, I would drive to his office, step on the scale, have my blood pressure taken, then sit in the tidy exam room until the door opened and he entered with a smile -- and my file. Over the years, I’ve watched that file thicken, from a few thin papers to the size of a toaster box. He needs two hands to ...