Too Many Doctors in the Kitchen

and the eternal tomato question

Mar 18, 2024

A Monday and does it ever feel like it despite the fact that I’m not headed to an office as many of you are. I had a bad flare of my stomach issues this weekend and ended up cancelling on friends twice. I don’t know what set it off (which makes me crazy) but it did me in. A bit better this morning but a fair amount of back pain. Eh. I guess that all combines to make me moderately cranky and I don’t think I’m the only one as when Ernie’s phone rang a bit ago and he saw it was from Carle, he crossly grumbled , “Oh, leave me alone.” Evidently, there are issues with his creatinine levels, now they want him to see a nephrologist. Christ almighty, another fucking doctor. As soon as he got off the phone I started grumbling. Another god damned doctor. Shouldn’t they have some kind of cut off on how many doctors you see?

When Judi was living with us, at the end of her life, they wanted to put her in the hospital for something or other and she just said, “No. I’m sorry, but no.” And they did figure out some work around. I remember her saying that months ago she would have just agreed but that she was so tired of it all. Judi and I (as well as our other sister, Debbie) were raised to be good girls. Hell, when we were little we wore white gloves when we dressed up.

I mean, we got of a bit of mixed message growing up as my mother taught us to do what those in authority told us, while our father was more of the never talk to the police, call your lawyer mindset. Now, mind you, my sisters and I found ways to push back on being told what to do in life, as did my mother. My father did it all his life so he was good to go. However, there’s part of me that is still the good girl that wants to do what the doctor says. It gets harder though, it gets harder. Maybe I’ll check with Vasireddy and see what he thinks. The doctor decreeing this is the doctor that saw Ernie for his pre-op physical. I kinda wanna say, “Uh, can you just stay out of this? We got PLENTY O’ DOCTORS.”

On a more important note, the results of my breakfast survey. Sadly I have the free version of Survey Monkey to it’s limited to 25 responses. And no, I can’t believe I forgot omelet as an option either.

This did not answer my question, which boils down to “Is Tennessee the only place that served sliced uncooked tomatoes with breakfast?” If not, I would request anecdotes and photographic proof.