August 2010

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As reported earlier, I hired my concierge physician back in April and had my annual physical in May.  This was my first physical in at least 15 years.  I had all kinds of blood work done and had my first EKG. Everything was normal, which is great, but also frustrating, since my mystery pain has come back with a vengeance.  I have pain in both feet (my right toe and ankle are visibly swollen), my right thumb, my right elbow, and both hips.  The pain is not extreme, but it makes walking (and writing with a pen or pencil) very difficult, and the constant pain just wears on me.

So far, I’m a bit disappointed with my doctor.  He has definitely spent more time with me than a regular doctor would, and I’ve spoken to him on the phone a few times, which is unheard of in a regular practice.  But I don’t get faster appointments or less wait time at the office, as promised.  I had my physical over two months ago and I’m supposed to get a CD with the results on it, but still haven’t received it, so I have nothing at all in writing.  (I can’t wait to tell you how my cholesterol levels have changed since I rejected the low-fat Standard American Diet in favor of red meat and fat!) And this doctor is as stumped about my pain problem as every other doctor.  His only suggestions so far have been to get moderate exercise and to have a genetic analysis done.  The exercise does not help and might even make things worse (but I’m loving it for other reasons and so will keep doing it, as I’ll write about soon).  And after doing some research, I think the genetic analysis is a dead end and my doctor can’t give me any coherent reasons for doing it.  The fact that he suggested it makes me distrust his judgement a bit, but at least he did have a discussion with me about it, and he respected my position and didn’t push it.

I know that medicine is still a young science and we can’t get answers for everything, but even I can think of many other things to try for my pain.  In fact, I’ve found something that seems to be helping that not a single doctor has ever suggested: ice.  This is the first time I’ve had visible swelling with my pain, and when something is swollen you ice it.  Duh.  I’ve been using ice and cold compresses on my feet for the past two nights and this morning I was able to walk straight down the stairs – as opposed to going down sideways or backwards – for the first time in a couple of months.  If I can solve this with ice instead of the painful and expensive PRP therapy, I’ll be thrilled.  Also, the fact that the pain responds to ice might tell us something about its cause.  If I had a regular doctor, I’d have to make an appointment to tell him about the ice and assess our next action, but with my concierge doctor, I can just call him.  I only need to go in if he needs to see me or run tests, and that is a benefit.

So, overall, I don’t know that I’m getting my money’s worth, but I am getting some benefit.  (I also got a referral from him for a dermatologist who seems much better than my old one, so I suppose that’s something too.)  I don’t know if I’ll continue with this doctor after our one year agreement.  It might be worth it for continuity’s sake, but it might be better to just put that $1,500 per year into my FSA and opt-out of socialized medicine altogether by not using my health insurance.  I think if I could stabilize my health, that might be the better option.  I’ll assess that when the time comes.

I know many of my readers have been interested in my experience with concierge medicine, especially considering the state of health care at present. For more information on how to protect and maintain your health in an irrational society, I highly recommend Dr. Paul Hsieh’s article in the Summer, 2010 issue of The Objective Standard: How to Protect Yourself Against ObamaCare.  If you don’t have a subscription to TOS, you can buy the article a-la-carte at the website.

We had another napping milestone this week.  I had slept terribly the night before, and by 10am I could barely keep my eyes open.  I set Sammy up on my computer to play Starfall and collapsed on the couch.  But the bed called.  I told Sammy I was going upstairs to lie down and that she could come up and wake me if she needed anything.  I have never napped before with Sammy awake in another room; when it has been necessary for me to nap while she is awake, I’ve set her up to watch TV on the bed with me.  This time, I didn’t really think about it – I was just that tired.

I fell into a light doze immediately, but I kept my mommy senses about me.  In my sleep, I kept track of the sounds of Starfall, knowing that if they stopped, I might have to check on Sam.  But when the sounds did stop, I heard something else: the sounds of Sam doing something in the kitchen.  As long as I heard noises like that, I figured she was fine.

When I came down about 45 minutes later, Sam told me that she had gotten herself a bowl of cereal with milk, all by herself.  She was so proud!  She has never done the whole process by herself before, but obviously, she is capable.

Why is this such a big deal?  It is yet another step towards the day when Adam and I can sleep in while Sammy gets up and takes care of herself.  Sometimes I think we’re crazy to be trying to have another child, just when we’re reaching that point!

Kelly has your Objectivist Round Up this week at her blog, Reepicheep’s Coracle.

My parents arrived in town on Sunday for their month-long visit.  Hooray!  As I’ve written before, they live on the road in their RV, so when they come to visit it means that they stay at an RV park nearby and we can visit a lot without having house guests the whole time.  Nice deal, huh?

We don’t have a lot of formal plans but they’ve already started helping me out on my current home-improvement project of replacing our rotted deck and landscaping the back yard.  Right now, I refuse to go out on the deck or in the backyard if I can help it.  It’s that gross.  When we get the project done, we’ll have a great deal more living space in (outside of) our tiny townhouse.  I started working on this project in April or May but then I got stuck.  Now I’m in the groove again and we have a good plan, so I’m hoping to get it done by the end of September.  I’m really excited!

My parents are also going to have Sammy sleep over at the RV at least once so Adam and I can have some time to ourselves.  Yay for grandparents!  On Friday night, Sam will stay with them and Adam and I will go to a concert at the local outdoor venue, Wolf Trap.

Besides that, we’ll all probably do some typical stuff like going to the carnival, the aquarium, the water park, etc.  But mostly, we’re just going to hang out with them.

The visit will culminate with Sammy’s 4th birthday, on September 2.  My mom is very excited to be here for her birthday – the first time since Sam’s first birthday.  I’ve delegated all birthday party responsibilities to Adam and he’s planned a party at JW Tumbles, which is like an indoor playground and gym for little kids.  Sam recently took a class there and loved it.  I have a whole post to write about that experience, but I’ll have to save it for another time.

This recipe was inspired by the leftover feta cheese from Rational Jenn’s yummy Greek Chicken recipe.  I don’t use feta cheese very often but I had a whole chunk threatening to go bad in my fridge, along with some flattened turkey breast, so I put this together with some other stuff I had on-hand and it was quite good.  It also meets the Amy requirement of being fast and easy, and you don’t need a side dish.

Amy’s Turkey Scallopini
(serves 4)

  • ¼ teaspoon garlic powder
  • ¼ teaspoon dry mustard
  • ¼ teaspoon dried thyme
  • ¼ cup honey
  • 2 Tablespoons olive oil
  • Salt
  • Pepper
  • 1 lemon
  • 8 slices bacon
  • 1.25 lbs flattened turkey breast for scallopini (mine came in 6 slices)
  • Feta cheese (I used about 6 oz.)
  • Bag of baby spinach

Preheat oven to 400 degrees.  (Actually, you should really use the broiler but, get this: The guy who sold us this house took all of the appliances for himself, replaced them with new ones, but bought the cheapest stuff you can get so that I have an oven with NO BROILER.  This is also why I had to replace the hot water heater, the microwave, and the washer and dryer in a period of 3 months earlier this year.  Anyway…)

Make up the honey glaze by mixing together first 7 ingredients in a small bowl.  (I didn’t measure so the amounts are a guess.  I kept adding more honey until it tasted good, and next time, I’d use Grey Poupon instead of the dry mustard, but I was out.)

Juice the lemon into a separate small bowl.

Fry up the bacon in a large pan until crispy.  Remove bacon from pan and set aside.  Spoon about half the bacon grease into a separate large pot for the spinach.  Do not discard grease in the bacon pan.

Coat the turkey in the glaze and fry it up in the bacon pan (yes, with all that bacon grease) on medium high heat.  Two minutes per side should do it.  You’ll probably need to do two batches.

As the batches are finished, put the turkey into a 9X12 glass or Pyrex baking pan (or preferably, a BROILER-SAFE PAN WHICH I DO NOT OWN AND HAVE NO NEED FOR–ARG!).  Break the bacon slices in half (or whatever works) and lay them on top of the turkey.  Crumble feta cheese on top.  Sprinkle the whole thing with lemon juice (I only used about half but next time I’d put the whole lemon on there) and pop it in the oven (BROILER!) for about 5 minutes (1-2 MINUTES!) – just enough to soften (MELT!) the cheese.  Seriously, the oven method threatens to overcook the turkey and all you really want to do is melt that cheese a bit.

While the turkey is in the oven, heat up the remaining bacon grease on medium-low and dump in the spinach.  Cover and cook for 2-3 minutes, until just wilted.  Add salt, pepper, and garlic powder to taste.

(If everyone in your house likes spinach, go ahead and pre-cook it and put it on the turkey before the bacon and cheese.  I keep it separate to accommodate others in my household, but it is excellent when you put it all together.)

Finally, call suey, like this guy:

On Sunday, Samantha did the most amazing thing.  I was in bed in a Benadryl-induced coma when Sam and her dad came home from the playground, around noon.  I vaguely recall Sam crawling into bed with me, and then hearing her leave a few moments later.  I heard her bathroom door shut, then I fell back asleep.  When I woke up, I went downstairs and asked Adam where she was.  He said he thought she was with me.  I realized that she had just put herself down for a nap, completely of her own free will, without anyone to tuck her in or read her a story.

And she remembered to use the potty first!

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