During today’s visit, I learned my PCP leads quite a crazy life of medical television interviews in cities such as Phoenix, Tampa, and NYC. While jetsetting she manages to train for half marathons, marathons, and triathlons (such as the Iron Man triathlons). She skis, swims religiously, maintains a solo private practice and raises two young children all on her own. I have to admit, a sudden feeling of being unaccomplished and lazy washed through as she lectured me about my injured knee and whether I received a tetanus shot in the last few years. I’ll admit the tetanus comment was a bit left field in nature — but true to form — I needed one. She rambled on about traveling including the many dangers of what I could contract overseas and here in the US. So by the end of the session, she gave me a shot and a handful of muscle relaxers just as a preventative measure for whiplash or minor neck injury from the early morning fender bender.
So now I have to make do without a car for a day while I go through the process of appraisal and repair. My options: walk to work = 4.6 miles to and from or take the T (train) and suffer pangs of the rush hour crush. Argh!