An Unwanted Gesture
A recent Dr visit found me still getting to know this young woman. She has once again told me she went to Harvard and pointed to her diploma on the wall."Wow, I said, you must be really smart?
Yes, she said, I worked from the time I was 5 to 17 to go to Harvard.
Then we smalled talked. Her nurse had gotten my vitals before the consultation. Then escorted me into the Drs office. I asked about some medicine we spoke about six months ago, that had never been renewed and approved by Medicare. I had called in my concerns and they still were not answered.
Somehow we segway into how New Jersey is the best state to give and get hugs. I said I didn't like to be touched. OH maybe by good friends and some family but for the most part, no hugs. She did not follow up on that but told me I was eating my feelings. Food releases endorphins into the belly and the body craves hug endorphins. I should hug more.
Then the visit was over. She had not once listened to my heart. Or looked at my feet and circulation. I am a diabetic. I thought that was weird.
I am hungry now and plan on where to go for lunch, to eat my feelings
As I am gathering my things, she starts to move closer to me.
'and she still tries to hug me =even after I told her I don't like it.'
She stepped back.
I held out my hand to shake hers.
Her handshake was weak. I guess Harvard doesn't teach that.