In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Symptom
A visit to my physician
I remember going to a Physician, his specialty was, Internal Medicine. I was having problems I had no idea what was causing it. He was a very smart Doctor I was told, ‘you only have to describe your symptoms and he’d tell you why you are not well.’
With this assurance I went to see him. He told me to take a seat and let him know how I was feeling. I knew I wasn’t feeling well. But that was not enough for him to diagnose my sickness. I related I was exceptionally tired, when I tried to vacuum the room, I was short of breath, within seconds. I always walked to school, it was only five minutes from my house. Recently after walking a few steps I felt my legs were exhausted. In my mind something was seriously wrong and to me it was a huge concern.
He listened and after a few minutes, he said, ” you are suffering from Hypothyroid, and I’m going to take you off for six weeks from work, and I will prescribe a pill which you’ll have to take for the rest of your life.”
‘It was all right if this magic pill will make me feel better, but how can I take six weeks off from teaching, who will take care of my kids?’ I asked him.
He looked at me, and in no uncertain terms said, ‘Do not worry about them, your principal will take care of it, in your condition a patient does not get out of bed let alone go to work.’
He sounded serious. I knew my health was more important than work, and the best thing for me was to rest and get used to the pill which he started with a slow dose and gradually increased it.