Today

A couple o' weeks ago I mentioned I was kinda-sorta worried about finding a doctor who would accept Medicare now that (a) I'm of a certain age and have been forcefully enrolled in that fine gub'mint program and (b) the USAF will only provide me with medical care on a "space available" basis.  Well I needn't have worried as it turns out, at least as far as (a) is concerned.  I'm still mightily displeased with (b), but it is what it is.  I rang up the clinic here in Portales, which is attached to the very fine looking and generally impressive Roosevelt County General Hospital (most impressive because they have a steel-enclosed "safe room" that I use when tornadoes are in the immediate area) and found there were several doctors accepting new Medicare patients... no problema!  

So... there we were... making our inquiries.  The kind administrative lady on the other end of the phone rattled off several names to me... two of which were female... asking if I had any preference.  She also took the time to explain to me that the doctors with the Christian names of "Janet" and "Barbara" were women... and might I have a problem with that?  Not really... both names were fine with me and who among us gets to choose their first name, anyway?  (I didn't really say that.)  I answered in the negative and suggested she assign me to whichever doctor had the lightest patient load, which would only make sense from my point of view and that of the doctor, I'm sure.  And so the deal was done.

I'm off for my "get acquainted" appointment in about an hour and my new doctor is male, by the way.  I might have made a mistake here now that I think about it.  I've more than likely blown my only opportunity to get naked in front of a woman again, ever.  Damn.