Lughnasa Honey Moon
“Feels like I’m getting married before the wife is in the ground,” I told Kate at Hell’s Kitchen. I always eat at Hell’s Kitchen after visits to my primary care doc in the Allina Clinic in the Medical Building in downtown Minneapolis.
(Hell’s Kitchen decor)
Today I had a consultation with Dr. Massie, an establishing care visit they call it. My previous doctor, Tom Davis, was still working just down the hall, but, as the receptionist said, “You know Dr. Davis will not be with us anymore?” I did.
Not sure why but I’ve always felt it important to have a primary care doc and get annual physicals; the third phase only reinforces that feeling. If I don’t have a doctor, one who knows me, I feel uncovered, sort of naked. So I wanted to find a new doctor even before Tom left the building. But not much before. His last day is August 30.
Dr. Massie will be my first woman doctor, except, as Kate pointed out, “The one you’re sleeping with.” Dr. Massie is quick, easy with information and question answering, and personable. Also, she’s young. No retiring on me. Although, I thought the same about Charlie Petersen and he pulled up stakes and moved to Colorado. You never know.
