Last week I poked a little fun at my doctor, the ribbing the result of a questionnaire I was asked to fill out right before my blood test.
I had to go back a few days later for my annual checkup, which meant it was time for me to get poked.
New federal guidelines require that every poke you get be documented on your medical records. I always thought that PP on my health insurance forms meant Preferred Provider, but apparently it’s Preferred Poker.
My doctor, by the way, is not very up-to-date on things. I don’t mean his scientific knowledge or the high-tech gadgetry in his office. I’m talking about the periodicals in the waiting room, which provide me an annual opportunity to catch up on Life magazine.