I saw my new doctor for the first time today. His name is Joshua Richard, pronounced the French way, “ree-SHAR”. He was a pleasant good looking young man with rather amazing eyes. But so young! Probably over 30 because I think you have to be that old to make it through medical school. And he seems to be an intern because he had to bring in an attending at one point. Also a good looking young man. Young. I feel old now, lol.
I am used to my doctor being older than me. Or at least close to my age. These guys just seemed more youthful than I would have expected. Now I do want to be clear that I believe these guys know their stuff. I don’t pay for age, I pay for knowledge. Young doctor means new ideas and maybe I need some new ideas.
I was pleased that he didn’t bring up me being overweight. I mentioned it, but he didn’t say anything about it. I’m so used to doctors being pretty much fat-phobic that this was very refreshing. I’m sure part of it was because my blood pressure came up at 113 over 79, which is really good. Doubly good considering I’ve been off my meds about 2 weeks. Of course I hadn’t had any coffee yet and I know coffee spikes my blood pressure, so maybe there is a connection. Still the numbers were good enough that he wants to cut back on my medication, which is nice.
The rest of the day I spent with my roommates. I bought a pocket stone at the Rock Barrel, a crocodile jasper. It’s supposed to calm the nerves and be good for grounding. It’s also supposed to help the body absorb nutrients from food. It spoke to me, and I picked it up and it fit my hand perfect for fidgeting. L bought me a strand of Labradorite too. That’s good for self awareness, intuition and strengthening the aura. But she bought it because I think it’s pretty. I want to leave the strand in one piece but I also want to take it apart and make bracelets out of it. I think it would be so pretty, the chips separated by little gold beads. Or maybe that’s just me. We also went to Andy’s for ice cream and Central Market. I got my morning pages written, though not until after 9:00 at night so hardly morning. It’s been a good day.