Which in my case only means one thing: doctor appointments.
Like a lot of people, my family and I will be making our year end, deductible and co-payment free visits to the doctor. There’s nothing wrong with us—in fact we’re all pretty much the picture of health. But starting midnight on January 1st, our deductible kicks in again, and we’ll be paying our own way until we meet it for the year. And because we’re such perfect physical specimens, that doesn’t happen until we’re at least past the halfway point.
So for the next eight days, it’s off to the podiatrist. The acupuncturist. The pharmacy. The chiropractor. The dentist. The ophthalmologist. The pediatrician. The lab. The specialist.
The holiday season is crazy enough without running around to these appointments. This year I’m asking Santa for morning appointments before 10 a.m.
Anyway, there’s still shopping to do, so I’m going to call it a post.
Maybe I can pick up a new paper exam gown for the wife, and some tongue depressors for the kids.
