From TheLongestTrip.com
As a man grows older, there are certain terms he fears hearing while sitting half-naked in a hospital gown. Heart disease, emphysema, prostate exam, diabetes, arthritis just to name a few.
And these very terms were flowing freely from a doctor’s mouth at a recent and long overdue physical. Forty two years of nutritional neglect and bodily abuse now needed to be put into perspective.
Dr. Ruvan Shein of Manhattan Internal Medicine asked if I’d heard of his reputation for being a mean guy. I said no, but I had heard that he was thorough. Besides, sometimes meanness is what it takes to get through a skull as thick as mine. He was highly recommended.
Fourteen long hours had passed since my last bite of food (a lifetime for my fast metabolism), which made it even more difficult to sit calmly as Dr. Shein checked me head to toe. In a stern-but-compassionate tone, he spelled out the various horrors that my life thus far may have set in motion for my life to come.
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