A Bitter Pill To Swallow
I had an appointment with my cardiologist today. He said that I don't age and that I'm in great shape. The man was completely happy with my health. Nice, right? The appointment went well and the doctor really made me feel good about myself, but then...I asked him about me taking statins. My endocrinologist has been talking to me about taking a statin for years, so I asked the cardiologist what he thought about this because I have an appointment with endo-boy early next week. My cardiologist said that it's a good idea for me to take a statin because of the diabetes. You know, higher risk of a stroke or a heart attack and all. So next week I'll finally submit myself to taking another pill daily, which will make my endocrinologist as happy as someone who's patient will live long enough to continue to support his lavish lifestyle. Yay for him. So I get to add another pill to my daily routine thanks to the accident injuries. I'm waiting for something good to come of...