two summers ago, and headin out to play a round, i see that doc was joining us. 'cool, im gonna ask him aboot my soreish big right toe.'
once upon a time, doc was the ortho guy for the jints (200 ortho docs in his nyc practice, meant nuthin to me cuz he was all modern with his work, ya know, drugs and surgery an all that. used to tease him all the time aboot that. now retired, he too had enlightenment with the drugs and surgery thing, particularly for his health issues.)
on the putting green and catching up with stuff, im like 'hey bones, my toe is weird, what say you?' he knew that i was no kind of regular drinker, he knew my general attitude on health stuff, so he asks some other lifestyle questions. everybody knows that i like to eat, so he gets into that, and learns that i was on some kind of pickled herring kick, often eating a quart (or two!) per week (always Acme, never Vita), in addition to the usual lox, smoked bluefish, smoked whitefish, etc, etc.
doc sez something like 'ur nutz anyway, but that herring thing is way, way, too much. word up.' now, i get enlightened, tone it way down to almost nuthing, and call him a few weeks later. 'ur right, that was it.'
i really, really do not like this new 'prednezone' (or however u spell it) for everything, especially gout stuff, thinking by the quacks. sure, fill our whole system with steroids why don't we....
in his current movie, ol doc jumped both feet into the cannabis biz, after first a surgery for his prostate thing, and then trying a different take on drug therapy for rehab part. now, aboot the four exwives and cash part.... and he thinks that im the nut.
