A few months ago, I went to see my doctor for a physical.
He did the nerviest thing.
He told me that I needed to get my blood checked for cholesterol.
So I made the follow-up appointment for the bloodwork for the following week. The night before the blood test was a real hardship for me.
I fasted all night. From 10pm on… with no food. In the morning, I got up extra early, got there right on time, and looked at one of the doctor’s many photos from his travels as the nurse took my blood. (I always steal a quick look at the procedure just to confirm that I still can’t watch the blood be drawn.)
I left feeling good about myself. I had followed the doctor’s orders and gotten my blood tested, just like he told me. If my arm wasn’t sore, I would have patted myself on the back.
But the next day, I got an email not only with the results, but with the doctor’s prescription, too. Very brief and to the point. It said, “Triglicerides too high. Lose 10 pounds and test again.”
And I thought, “Or?……”
I thought I had already done what the doctor told me to do.
He told me to get a blood test, I got the blood test! I did what he said.
But now he wanted me to make some changes, to follow his will in my life, so that I could be healthy.
I’ll bet you can see where this is going.