Column: Slipping all the way to the ER
It is not generally my first thought to go to a doctor when I am feeling unwell. Nor my second. Nor, if I’m being totally honest, any single- or low double digit number.
I just don’t go. Ever.
Maybe I’m convinced of my body’s own miraculous healing abilities. I grew up reading a lot of Wolverine comic books. Healing powers could totally be a real thing.
Then again, maybe I just don’t want to go.