Momma said to always wear my best undies when going to the doctor. “It reflects on the status of our family.”

“Yes Momma.”

I was refereed to an arthritis specialist as I’m suffering from sudden tremendous joint pain and swelling.

My first visit was yesterday. “Remove all your clothing and remain on the table" says the Doctor, in his Bombay accent. "OK" says I, kinda surprised.

Now this cat and his female assistant checked me out! Every joint…squeeze…pull…push, asking questions as he went.

He drew fluid from my worst leg and then a shot in that knee. He took urine and blood samples.

He interviewed me, writing notes, for 30 minutes. No hurry, no rush. He made me feel like my welfare was the most important thing on earth.

We go back in 10 days after MRIs are retrieved from the orthopedist and labs results return.

Seriously, I’ve never been examined this thoroughly. He is a renown Rheumatologist and has been practicing for nearly 50 years.

Just glad I wore my best undies!

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Death? Smile back...

Good luck, Warden. Sounds like you are in good hands.

(Also, thanks for not posting any pics!)

I am glad you are being so thoroughly attended to and pray for healing and comfort.

I am a confirmed "No pinch, no stink, no sweat" guy. My go to the doctor drawers have choo-choos on them.

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When I was 19 I picked up a bug that did something similar. My hands and knees swelled up with a bunch of fluid. They asked me all kinds of questions about where I had been and my access to exotic pets and farms. It wasn't pursued too strongly as they were more concerned with making sure the meningitis I had at the same time didn't kill me. Found out months later a girl I knew also contracted the same bug within a month of me getting it. She lived in a fairly rural village, but like me did not frequent farms or keep weird snakes under the bed. Whatever it was seemed to be doing the rounds in the county, as I hadn't seen that girl in nearly a year.

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Release the Kraken

Thanks for the concern and well-wishes.

This thing hit me eight-weeks ago. I had to have physical therapy to get back the use of my left leg (to put weight on it). Every joint has excruciating pain. Impossible to sleep. No strength, no grip.

I'm in tip-top physical shape and had a daily workout routine. Just had my annual physical in January. No meds. No hypertension. No high cholesterol.

I'll let you know what he finds.

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I know what you are experiencing.
Two days working on roof and
My knees are the size of Cantaloupes.

Momma told me to always wear clean underwear in case I was in an accident and had to go to the hospital; my thought was always if I pulled out into an intersection and saw a Greyhound bus bearing down on me, my underwear wouldn't be clean anyway if I made it to the hospital . . . . .

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So True dat!

You think he's really looking at your undies?

Go to the hospital in an ambulance and see if you care what they think of your underwear. Guaranteed, they more interested in your insurance coverage.

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They really care about underwear in about one respect: how much are they in the way of performing their job. Do they need to cut them off to avoid moving your spine? Are they so tight they are cutting off circulation/respiration? After that, they've seen it all by their third week in medicine.
Maybe not dentists, but I would have serious doubts about a dentist asking me to disrobe.

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The best I can with what I got

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Wearing clean unders for the doc is like keeping your house clean in case the ambulance and police come by
It saves your embarrassment but they don’t care and have seen worse no matter how bad you keep it
When my roommate passed away suddenly ,I had a house full of strangers milling about
My house wasn’t dirty bad but it was untidy ,I wasn’t expecting guests …
I had to take an officer into my gun room to show him my roommates guns I apologized for the untidiness and the officer kind of nodded a little and told me “your home is fine you have no idea of the hoarder type homes we have to attend “
Tom’s firearms were stored properly , as were mine.
The officer pointed out some visible ammunition and suggested I lock it up , then left satisfied to carry on other duties
I think I may need to tidy up the gun room again though , I always find cool stuff I forgot I had when I do
Also as a side note , police ,ambulance , coroner and everyone involved were very professional and kind hearted .
It was appreciated .

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Surely you knew I was tongue-in-cheek trying to shed some dry humor in my adversity.

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What if you go commando?

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No baby we aint

As long as you’re neat and tidy

Ticks?????