Well, besides making efforts to exercise and eat healthy, we need to see the docs regularly. I can hardly stand it. Even if it is a routine thing. The only thought that prevents me from defecting is “here I stand at the door, I am free, I can turn back. Even when I check in, I can turn back. Even after my turn comes and we handshake with her/him, I can turn back. At the last instance, I can turn back. But hell, turning back is so stupid. That’s why I stand at this door and I will not turn aback and will not walk away.” At least here in Sweden, they interrogate me “Are you alright?!” several times and I answer “yes” to them, and to myself “hell I am not, but I am not the one in control here” – and this is exactly what makes me comfortable – the artificial empathy that medical personnel are taught to employ in this country. Thumbs up. [Hey, for my courage, too]
