He’s used to being on the other side of the stethoscope, this one.
The one treating patients, not the one being treated.
But as Super-Spouse has received official retirement orders from the U.S. Army, this sweet soldier of mine has finally decided that, after 20 years of his own medical “self-treatment” (AKA, neglect), he might actually want to take care of the body that has been so busy selflessly serving soldiers that it hasn’t made an appointment to take care of itself in two decades.
(The bones that broke on the deployment of 2012 when he was the only physician in a remote area are apparently not going to treat themselves. Who knew?)
So as he’s begun attending the slew of medical appointments required for military personnel as they begin out-processing from the Army, he’s also begun finally rescheduling the surgeries and procedures that were originally slated for THREE YEARS AGO (Lord have mercy) and again the week our state, because of Covid-19, shut down.
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