It Shouldn’t Be This Difficult

There were three telephone calls and an email about an upcoming doctor’s appointment.

Each call was an automated reminder about the appointment and a note to remind me that if I need to reschedule I can do so prior to the day.

I figured that was a glitch on their end and let it go but the email made that vein in my forehead stick a bit. It wasn’t like the doc I mentioned here but it ticked me off because of a technical issue.

The system told me I had some paperwork to fill out in advance of the appointment and the system they use was clearly designed by nitwits and knuckleheads.

I am tech savvy and while I won’t claim to be an expert I know my way around computers and software. I can usually figure it out but this system just didn’t want to work.

So I spent 20 minutes trying to make it work so that I could avoid filling out paperwork at the office. You know the usual stuff about what medication you take, what your health history is and all that other stuff.

It shouldn’t be that difficult but it was and it is and so here we are.

Almost TGIF

Been one heck of a week and I am grateful that we’re on the verge of Friday and another weekend is about to begin.

It is not a normal weekend as Yom Kippur starts Sunday night but that is ok. It is good to spend some time in reflection on life, who we are, who we engage with and how we want those things to go.

I have my thoughts and ideas about it and have begun to implement some of the changes I wish to see.

All of these doctor appointments feel unintentionally timely as given the time of year it is more auspicious to think about our health.

Or maybe that is superstitious, either way it doesn’t matter because regardless of whether there is nothing or something else after this world we live in the present.

And the present makes it clear that our physical and mental health is of paramount importance.

My middle sister and I were talking about genetics the other day and I said that if I take after our father I have a little more than 20 years left and that is it.

She said if I take after mom it is probably 40 or more. That seems more likely especially if you look at our grandparents longevity.

That being said, 20 years of poor health is a long time and 40 seems interminable. The goal is be in the best shape possible and then have a bad 30 seconds after which it ends peacefully.

Hopefully I’ll avoid having to wrestle with poorly coded technology and that will allow my stress level not to shoot through the roof.

Better for my BP and heart.

Now that Yom Kippur is within a couple of days I have to remember to cut back on the coffee because the fast gets awfully long when your head is pounding.

Forty-one years of fasting has taught me a thing or two, but I wouldn’t say that coffee is the first thing I think of. Nor would I say that I spend the day thinking how hungry I am.

The funny thing is there are days when I roll out of the house without having eaten breakfast and don’t realize I am hungry until 4 PM.

But tell me I can’t eat and I probably will notice it sooner, but not always.

Chances are I’ll get a decent nap in and that I’ll find a few more minutes in which I gain more clarity on things that seem more complex during the week.

It is the benefit of setting things aside and clearing that mental table.