Downy Woodpecker

A series of doctor appointments today.  First my yearly checkup (known once you are on Medicare as 'Wellness Checkup") w/ the doc.  Her nurse and the doc both spent a lot of time complaining about the new computer system.  The doc said it was in use as a hospital system and the clinic was the first group to be using it in this type of setting.  The doc said she had worked w/ a systems analyst to explain the changes necessary to convert the original hospital system for their needs.  Nobody seemed happy w/ the result.  The doc said all of my lab tests were within norms.  She asked if I had any problems.  When I said my heel hurt she practically beamed!    A policy change at the clinic meant everyone seen needed to be sent home w/ educational materials of some sort.    She printed out plantar fasciitis care instructions.  My takeaway from our appointment was different.   Never tell the doc that you disagree w/ a diagnosis (I told her I didn't believe I actually had Lymes disease last summer) and always laugh at their jokes (I said my neck hurt sometimes and she replied I wasn't a fan of  'Arthur' - meaning arthritis - and I said that if you have to explain a joke it isn't funny.)   I put her testiness down to exasperation w/ the new software system.  After I was released from the doc's office I walked the corridor connecting the clinic to the hospital.  There I had an annual mammogram.  As I've said before if this test was done on men's testicles there would be no money spared in finding another testing method.  Then I was on to a bone density test.  Rewarded myself for enduring all of the morning's required touching by stopping for a latte on the way out of town.