Invasion of the body snatcher

I enjoy the honesty expressed in these posts - its seven years now and I am so over being examined, baring all to complete strangers, scanned, zapped (radiation), cut, infused etc., in fact, I am 'procedured out!' Yes, all of this keeps me alive but a few years ago I became aware that when I entered the hospital I felt normal - what? I reflected on this and came to the conclusion that I knew I was getting excellent care and the staff took things in their stride, I didn't have to pay any attention to their responses, they know what to say and do. Its different with family and friends. For the next two weeks I do not have an appointment at the hospital! What in the h..... does all this do to our thinking and view of the world? My sister is planning a cruise and my other sister phones to tell me about drinks with a couple of cousins and I'm over the moon because I don't have a medical appointment! What!?