I keep a pretty good relationship with my doctor. My doctor and I go way back. He takes care of the whole family’s health. When my wife had our first son, he came to the hospital to give us some support and make sure we were being treated nice by all the staff. When my uncle needed a good neurosurgeon, my doctor set us up with one of the top neurosurgeons in the city and he made certain that we got a good price as well. Just like everyone, my doctor has his flaws, for instance, he is always on my case about getting a spine treatment for my spinal condition.
This relationship we have is not just in the office either. The two of us play golf together every other Sunday. We do a two on two matches with a couple of other fellows from the country club. Let me tell you the good doctor is a whole lot better at medicine than he is at gold. We usually lose so bad that it takes me two weeks just to get the courage up to go back and show my face at the club. What are you going to do; the guy just does not have a good back game. Another thing about playing with my doctor is he will constantly tell me how I am in serious need of a spinal treatment. If I bend over to pick up a ball and he sees me cringe in pain, he will start in on his usually spew about how if I don’t get spinal treatment soon, I am not going to be able to walk. I always tell him the same thing, “Leave the medicine at the hospital, and let’s just play some gold buddy”
Our doctor is like that, persistent. When my son graduated from the university, his wife and he, came out to the ceremony you give their support. The whole thing was lovely and afterwards they had a dance for the kids and their parents, before the kids went off to have their own parties with the other young people. While I was dancing with my wife, I had to stop and take a seat because my back pain was getting so bad. Of course my doctor, the hawk that he is, saw me and comes over and starts giving me a big lecture about the importance of my back’s health and how he is sick of watching me suffer from pain when I should be looking into back pain surgery. Man, this guy does not know when to quit! I tell him to just leave me alone, that if I want to have my back looked at then that is what I will do but that I will do it when I am good and ready.
I tell you, I love our family doctor, he is a great guy. The only thing I wish is that he would leave me in peace with my back problems. I don’t need anyone telling me what I should do about my back.