This time, however, I'm going to try to find a decent endocrinologist and finally determine if all my various health issues are somehow related. Some of you may recall that I've tried to do this before, only to be scared away by an endocrinologist with the bedside manner of Ted Bundy. Well, I'm going to try again. I'm not optimistic, but my goal is to find a doctor who
1. is competent or better
2. is a fairly pleasant/sympathetic person
3. is not going to put me in the poorhouse, &
4. is actually available for appointments
Those of you familiar with the American "health care system" probably know what a quest this is, even for someone like me, who is not destitute and has decent insurance. Add to that difficulty around a decade of emotional and physical abuse by practitioners who can't seem to find my records half the time, much less come up with a diagnosis or treatment, and you may see why every time my medical issues reoccur I spend several months grinding my teeth and hoping they will magically disappear, so I don't have to go through it all again. Wish me luck, please.
The good news: it looks like I will get my fondest wish for Christmas, which is to stay home with Mrs. Nator and the Nator critters, with our own tree and cocoa in bed, and everything! I confessed to Mrs. Nator recently that I was yearning for this, and, after considering that the holiday falls on a Monday this year, she negotiated with the fam so that we will have our celebration in Atlanta on Christmas Eve morning, but will be back in NYC that evening. Hooray - no Christmas morning chaos! Thanks, Mrs. Nator - it's the best present ever!
Howzabout you-all? Started your holiday planning, yet?