Doctor: So you’re here for a physical?
Doctor: Any concerns?
Noa: Well, my grandmother recently passed away from uterine cancer, and my aunt had breast cancer twice.
Noa: So it’s something I’m relatively concerned about.
Doctor: Well, do you have any lumps or pain?
Noa: No, I don’t. I was saying that so it would be in my history. I don’t think I have uterine cancer, I just think it’s something to watch for, you know?
Doctor: Well then if you’re not having symptoms, then let’s not worry about it.
Noa: Um, okay?
Doctor: Do you have any family history of heart problems?
Noa: My grandmother, yes. And I have mitral valve prolapse.
Doctor: WHO told you that?
Noa: …A cardiologist.
Doctor: Not Google?
Noa: No. A cardiologist. After a 24-hour heart monitor, an echo, and a stress test. So, you know, something I actively have symptoms for and was diagnosed for legitimately.
Doctor: Okay, let’s move on. Your blood test came back. You’re really close to having diabetes, your sugar is high.
Noa: Um, what?
Doctor: So, you know, lose 15-20 lbs and you’ll be fine.
Noa: I’m sorry, I almost have diabetes?
Doctor: Yes. You are overweight.
Noa: …am I? I know I’ve put on 10 lbs this year, but I didn’t know I put on 10 lbs of straight diabetes weight.
Doctor: Well, normally I wouldn’t be so concerned, but with your, um, “heart condition.”
Noa: I weigh 115 pounds.
Doctor: Be less than that. Have a nice day.
And then she left the room.
I’m going to a new doctor next week.– Favorite Comment From The Last Post: From Dana The Biped: I have found the way to get the perfect haircut: I plop my ass down in the chair and say, “You’re the expert. Make me look pretty.” And then the stylist feels super-pressured and I get a terrific haircut. And sometimes a free style.