White Coat Alert

Dear O'H dear and Lovely Tea Jenny,

Today I went to see Dr Drew about my knee. I really don’t like going to the doctor. I find it irrationally stressful but this was going to be a doddle as Dr Drew used to live next door to me and our families still catch up every few months. Coincidentally, he is also a specialist in sports and exercise medicine in the same place as Physio Paul.

Unfortunately my brain forgot that Dr Drew is a friend and I could feel my heart rate and temperature rising* as soon as I walked in.

Then Physio Paul knocked on the door half way through to join the consultation and I broke into a sweat. TWO OF THEM AT THE SAME TIME. FFS!

I needed a shower by the time I left! It would be good if my brain didn’t perceive health care professionals as threats. I’m pretty sure it’s the exact opposite of their job description.

It also makes me look like a complete fanny and I don’t need any extra help in that department when I’m already explaining that I’m there because Murphy took off after a cat. Probably not strictly a sports or exercise injury.

C

*my fitness tracker confirmed that my heart rate doubled!