Another Dumb Thing Old Folks Do - Disrespect Doctors' Appointments

Yes, as the title indicates, we should never disrespect our doctors' appointments.  I mean DON'T  EVEN THINK ABOUT SHOWING ANY DISRESPECT!

Case in point:  Last week we were driving to Indianapolis very early on Thursday morning to keep my routine six month appointment with my eye doctor, the glaucoma specialist.  The morning was very foggy, and the traffic was early-morning- awful.  I said, "One of these days we will be too old to keep traveling to Indy to see a doctor."
And Don said, "  You are getting along pretty well.  Maybe you could ask him if we could just come once a year."
Now, perhaps, you will remember that a few years ago my very good eye doctor removed my cataracts, and at the same time constructed ducts in each eye that drained the eyes and keep the pressure down to single digit readings without the use of eyedrops.  This will hopefully keep the glaucoma from getting worse.
Well, my appointment was for 9:30, and we arrived about 9:10.  The receptionist apologized and said that doctor was running about an hour behind.  Indeed he was.  I saw the doctor at about 11:00.  So Don and I were all set to ask to be put on a year rotation.
Huh!  The doctor discovered that I had another small leak in the roof of my bleb in the left eye.  (I bet you don't have too many friends or relatives who have ever suffered that affliction!]  Well, it sounds bad, but it is just treated with a daily dose of antibiotic eye ointment.
BUT, now I have to return to the doctor in six weeks, not a year, but in six weeks.  And this will  probably continue until the eye heals.
So, don't even think about changing those appointments.
You would think that we would learn our lesson.  But on Tuesday of this week, we took sister-in-law, Janie, out to supper.  She had been to the orthopedic hospital that day for the one year appointment following her hip surgery.  She said that her doctor had dismissed her.
Don said, "He dismissed you?  Phyllis, don't you have an appointment with your hip doctor in February for you two year anniversary of your hip surgery?"
"Yes, I think I do."
"Well, do you think that is really necessary?  Maybe you can cancel that."
Oh, Don.  those words should have never left your mouth.  I got up on Wednesday morning and I could barely walk because my hip hurt so much.  And it has continued hurting today.  The doctor gods are punishing me for disrespectful thoughts.
Don was checking over all our insurance papers this evening.  When he looked at the dental insurance, he said, "That cleaning and exam every is months is mostly covered, but doesn't it seem a little silly to go so often at our age.  Maybe we could change that to once a year."
No, No, No, Don, don't utter those words aloud!
So, tomorrow I am fully expecting some fillings to fall out!