A printout I cannot read

A brief account of the week.

Left with a printout I could not read and no idea what to be worried about. Taking it to bloodwork-buddies on Thursday.

Took the diary in. She read it properly, which I had not expected, and changed the plan because of it.

She reduced one of my other medications. I asked her twice whether that was really allowed.

Nine minutes. I took three written questions and got three answers, which is the best return I have ever had from an appointment.

Prep done.