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Oh, that was a bit tight. Thankfully, in spite of being quite tired and out of it lately, I knew what was going on at my doctor visit. She REALLY had a problem. Estrogen and passive-aggressive to the gills. The woman was as close to being harsh and rude as you can get without quite crossing that, technically. I still think if it is wall to wall it crosses the line. My guess? She read this post, watched the vids, read the verses, and about hit her own upper limits of bp. She knows better than God, and certainly better than me! Ha! I do believe they monitor my page. Just to get an idea of "where I am at", or something silly. Or maybe that was the start of it. Then this blog became a curiosity. She was probably just doing an update, read that, and...
I try to warn em', I do. But do they listen? Oh no. I don't know if she is divorced, but I am quite sure that would add to the... urhm... burn. But the simple fact of her position in life, the realities of it, are quite... trying. Going to a page that points that out, without conditions or allowances, has to be harsh. I can't change the facts, and won't. Not my province in any event. There is nothing I can do for the realities as they exist. I could avoid noting them. But these were brought to me through dreams. And besides, I have no interest in hiding the truth in order to be "civil" according to someone that is no longer even in the game. I am not kind to myself, in avoiding the truth. I give what I get. Oh, she really needs to work on her "gotchyas", they were easily swatted aside when ignoring them as dull wasn't enough. But... that probably is as much as she really has. Sad.
If I hadn't known what was going on, I would have thought that she had no medical training, or no understanding. I'll have to see. Of course, she doesn't want to see me for a year. Which... is unlike any doctor I have seen there before, six months is the most before her. If she can't handle the truth, and the case, she really has an obligation to surrender it though. Hubris in the medical field is just part of why Zerocare is going to be more of a disaster if it ever gets off the ground than even the startup. Though there are other parts of it that will be as bad. Oh, and guess what they are going to do to get doctors onboard? The same thing the V.A. has done. Exempt them from lawsuits, even if malicious. Yeah, you are just going to LOVE the medical field given full rights to experiment on you as they wish without fear of retribution. Or even reasonable responsibility for their irresponsibility, or even aggravated intent to harm.
I did make it to Cabela's. They do have the snow shoes recommended in stock. I looked over boots. They seemed short and I mentioned that. Gators, I was told. Okay, well, gators aren't my favorites, but... I understood why not higher boots. I tried on a pair of boots. Good thing, too. They were a size small, actually. Usually these boots run (or so I was told) forty more than their listed price. Dunno, might have been a sales ploy (I do intend to find out). Fearing a higher price later, I went with the boots now, and gators. When I am up for my next appointment, or maybe online, I might just buy those snow shoes. I am at the end of their range, but there really aren't larger sizes easily or reasonably priced that are available. I know I will sink in some. And I know I will have to practice and just get used to that and figure things out. So be it. They would certainly be better than nothing, and with some practice, and getting in shape, they ease getting me out to goof in the snow, and maybe eventually to camp out there.
Hmm... I don't know. Tired, true. But pleased that I made my appointment and got to Cabela's. I've been meaning to stop in, anyway, just because it's Cabela's. Saw a large Scheel's on the way, too. I ought to stop there as well, just... well... because it's Scheels! Funny, I didn't have a map and didn't bother with my phone. Saw the sign for the exit but didn't see where to go. I headed in the wrong direction, due to traffic congestion and an insane set of traffic structures. At the second intersection in which I could turn around, I did, only to find myself right where I was going. Love it when a flawed plan works out flawlessly. *grins*


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