The Doctor’s office calls me and tells me that the doctor wants me to come in the NEXT day to talk to me about my blood work.
I am immediately positive I am dying. . . . Maybe only a week to live since he wanted to see me the following day. . . . . He just wants to avoid the embarrassment of telling a dead body that they are dying. . . . . That is the only reason a doctor could ever fit you in the next day. . . . .
I show up to the appointment with my affairs in order . . . …Conversations already plotted out as to how I would break it to my wife, my kids . . . the cat.
“Your vitamin D is a little low” he says.
If I was younger I would have punched him and spent the night in jail thinking it was worth it.
I’m so pleased to hear that you are still alive! All that worry for nothing!
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I’m living, but the worry took about five years off of the end of my life! 😑
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I sympathize! Last summer I had the same issue, went for bloods, and was expecting a call the following week. Got a call the next day and was terrified!
And the message I got was EXACTLY the same! Vitamin D deficiency!!!
Still popping pills…. Still forgetting to pop pills so feel drained half the time without knowing why… Then I remember those dang pills!!!!
Glad it’s nothing more serious though, for you! You need a holiday in the sun!!!
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I do need a holiday in the sun!
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Me too!!!
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Oh, your Doc deserves a dose of something for that. Any one of us would have been a mess with a call like that. Argh. The nerve!
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