Well, I’ve done it. It only took months and months of procrastinating but I’ve done it. I wrote a poem. LOL it seems earth shattering to me. It’s not something I think I’ve got a talent for. But, it’s another creative outlet that I’d like to explore. I’m not even sure why. Sure as a child I like to read poetry but I haven’t done that in years. But then again, as I think about it, it’s the words to songs that I tend to fall in love with- great writing and it’s poetry too!

It was a seed that was there but I didn’t know where to start. Again, I tell you, it’s not a talent for me.

I had pondered the thought many many months ago. I even found this website from Scholastic and shared it on the porch.. But, never did take the time out to try any of it’s great ways to get a start.

Last month, during a visit with my cousin, uncle, and mother, they were talking about my grandfather and how he loved to read and write poetry. Mom even got out some of his poetry during the discussion. I thought about how this could be a part of my grandfather coming out in me. I remember listening to the discussion intently and how much time my grandfather had spent writing.

So, this morning, I came back across the post about that Scholastic website. I decided that it couldn’t take me that long to write something short- just to get a start. So, I did. I used one of the prompts from Jack Prelutsky (who was one of my fav poetry authors as a kid.)

When I awoke one morning,
A dove was on my head.
I asked, “What are you doing there?”
It looked at me and said . . .

“I am here as a warning,
From one to another.”
It said, “It’s time you spread your wings.
Because you’re like no other.”

“Take some time to create more,
And soon you will see.
For in, fanning the fire within you,
You too are really artsy.”

And, yes, I had some fun help from “RhymeZone” because I needed help coming up with words. I’m not good at just coming up with rhyming words.

I’m curious, here’s a question for today:
Do you like your doctor?

I really don’t like mine and keep saying that I’m going to switch. Our insurance requires a PCP so I have to go through their processes. After this experience with poison ivy, as soon as I think it’s over (or possibly before), I’m going to do that once and for all. I have another dr in mind already who is on our insurance. I hated it Monday when in a panic I had to quickly make a doctor’s appointment knowing that I would have less than stellar results.

It seems I have a love-hate relationship with doctors- I’ve had my share of quacks and my share of good doctors. I think it’s the ones that don’t fully examine the situation or diagnose without tests that drive me the most maddened. It happened with my TMJ- the quack orthodontist and other doctors that followed said I didn’t have it- until my jaw locked up- that amounted to five years of headache pain from my TMJ because of doctors that just couldn’t get it right. Then I had the bad TMJ doctor and followed by a wonderful TMJ doctor. Then in Corpus, I got a sinus infection that lasted over six months (I said I was allergic to marriage since it came on just a week after DH and I were married). The doctors kept treating like allergies and finally I went to another specialist (this was when our insurance would let me do that) and he had me tested for allergies- guess what! I didn’t have any. So then with that knowldege, the doctors were able to prescribe a treatment that worked.

My ob/gyn has done the same thing. He actually diagnosed me with PCOS without doing any tests including any glucose/insulin or other hormone tests. He just gave me diabetes meds that he thought would work. I hate that; and they didn’t. And, in fact, I haven’t returned for my annual exam in the past two years. (I have an appt with another ob/gyn next month- so don’t shoot me.)

I think the other thing that stands out about the doctors I’ve had that I liked- they talked to you like you were a real person and had good bedside manner. My current PCP this is not. I nearly kicked him during one conversation about whether I was pregnant because my period was so long ago- mind you, I’ve seen this guy for seven years and most of that time, each time, I have to explain that I’m not regular and that’s the norm for me. I finally got sick of it not getting through to him and told him we would be back soon for physicals because we were adopting. His response, Oh then you’ll get pregnant. . . I wanted to kick him so hard- only he wasn’t within reach. Good thing for him too!

Same thing could be said for the one the ENT specialists I saw in Corpus. When my sinuses drain I get cold sores in my throat. So, he takes his popsicle stick (ok this was longer, etc) starts touching them and naming which muscle they were on. I wanted to strangle him- they hurt- that’s the bottom line and I don’t care which muscle they are on.

I’ve also had some really great doctors. I loved my childhood dentist and my dental surgeon. (Just not the go between of the orthodontist). I loved the Minor Emerg Clinic we could use in Corpus. Those were some really great doctors who you knew know there stuff. If they were unsure, they would refer to an expert. Of course, we used them like a regular doctor- our insurance at the time would treat them like that and you could almost always get in within 15 minutes. No fighting through double booking or triple booking and after hours meant you didn’t have to get off work. And, I love my eye doctors. In fact, to this day, I travel the two and half hours into the big city just to see them. I have no intention of finding one near by. In fact, I once went three and half hours to see them. That was after seeing another doctor I would describe as quack. I knew I wanted to what I consider to be “the” opinion on my eyes.