Friday, I met for the first time with my neurologist. I felt like I was stepping back into time. I walked into his office, looked around, and noticed the old fashioned leather medical bag and the bomber jacket hanging from his chair. When were bomber jackets in style? I was all ready concerned before I even sat down and now my blood pressure is starting to rise. The doctor was methodical in his work. He used this thing called a pen and paper to write down his notes. No computer was in sight.
The exam was bizarre also. The blood pressure machine was about 20 years old. I wondered if it was ever calibrated within the past 15 years. He used a piano fork to test my nerves at various points in my body. He used a reflex hammer to test my knees and elbows.
I guess he knows what he is doing. He was recommended to me and now he recommended another doctor. I can't wait to see this doctor....
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