It sometimes seems my body has been the object of every test known to the medical profession. Today, there were two more: an ultra sound of my legs and thighs and a visit to the echo lab one more time. The techs who operate the machines are excellent. So is my doctor and friend who urged me to have the tests. However, I sometimes wish I lived in earlier generations when doctors relied more on experience and instinct. It’s not likely my life would have lasted as long as it has so I’m grateful for the tests, and am tolerating the burnout
Medical tests burnout….