Aging

Almost two years ago I had a trusted friend recommend that I see a doctor. There wasn't anything wrong, but he suggested that since I was turning thirty it would be a good time to establish a relationship with a doctor. By that point I had established a relationship with a contractor for my house, lender for financing, Realtor, pastor for my soul, but for my body I needed a doctor.

Yesterday presented the moment of action. I found a doctor in my insurance program, and set up an appointment. He turns out to be very nice, and I'm glad to have found him. Now I start letting him run blood tests and get to know my human machine. When I got there I had to fill out a form with all kinds of information and consents. One asked for a list of doctors, I told them that I had visited one doctor since high school, and I didn't remember his name or address.

It is just one of those things that comes with aging. There are experiences that come at intervals in our lives that open the gateway to the next age. It's just part of growing up.

--Ben