My pulmanologist has his office up in Newport News. He should feel flattered that I continue, after four years of living in Chesapeake, to keep him as my doctor. That's 3 gallons of gas ($10) just to drive up and back, however long it takes me to sit in the tunnel's traffic worth of time, plus he's an out-of-plan specialist, which adds on extra fees to my co-pay.
On the other hand, in the sixteen years or so that I've had asthma, he's been the only one who was able to find the right combination of medications to treat my problem. Before Splan, I was in the ER every six to eight weeks with major asthma attacks, and at least two of those visits ended in stays in ICU. So yes, he's worth every penny to me.
I'm looking forward to hearing what he has to say about my weight loss. Last year, when my A1C was looking seriously diabetic, he shook his finger at me.
"You need to lose about 10% of your body weight by the time I see you in January," he said, "Or I'm putting you on glucophage."
When I saw him again (actually in February because of some scheduling conflicts) I had done exactly that. Lost give or take 22 pounds.
Now, I'm within a pound of being "overweight" instead of "obese" according to the BMI charts. (My BMI is 30.1 at the moment, down from 38.8)
I'm within a pound of having lost 50 pounds. (My weigh-in yesterday had me at 2.8 down, which keeps my average good. Since starting Weight Watchers, I've dropped ~6 pounds every month.)
Last time I saw Splan, he was so impressed with my having lost 22 pounds that he asked me if there was any possible way I could give a guest lecture to some of his other patients who didn't do what he told them to do and who were then mad at him when they didn't get any healthier.
It's nice to be a model patient.