Seventeen years. This is how long I have been going to Dr. AP. I was 256 pounds at my first visit. I went for a checkup. He gave me a hard time about my weight.
Seventeen years is a long time. Over those years my weight slowly climbed until I hit my peak on his scale of 318 pounds. I had gained sixty-two pounds…
His Nurse, Kathy, has been there all these years. She too has watched my weight climb. She took my blood pressure and would slowly shake her head. She had seen it all before.
Seventeen years. For most of those years Dr. AP pestered me about my weight. He put me on two blood pressure medications. He warned me about a pre-diabetic condition, put me on the diabetic diet. Visited me in the hospital when my heart started to toss in extra beats and half beats. Pestered me some more about my weight.
For most of these seventeen years….
Today I went for my annual physical. Well, ok, I haven’t had a full physical in two plus years but any way…
Two-hundred and four pounds. 204.
Blood pressure 118 over 68
At Rest Heart Rate: 64 beats per minute.
Smile on Dr. AP’s face: HUGE.
For most of the seventeen years I was the same as many patients. I was listening but not hearing what the Doctor was saying. I imagine this is very frustrating for doctors; to know that a patient is likely to end life much too soon and all because of neglect and listening but not hearing.
Today the doctor saw a patient who has heard. A patient who now understands.
Today the doctor saw a healthy and fit patient.
Today the doctor smiled.
That was a good feeling.