I whimper when he’s massaging the joints.  I give him my sad puppy dog eyes when he asks how I’m feeling.

Sometimes it seems the doctor just isn’t listening.

I try and I try to convey to him that my knee pain has been increasing as of late.  I whimper when he’s massaging the joints.  I give him my sad puppy dog eyes when he asks how I’m feeling.  I gently pat his hands whenever he tries to walk away — reminding him I appreciate his attentive care.

And then he says to my two-legged pets, “Creak seems fine.  Pain seems minimal.  I recommend he just gets his rest and drinks his water and everything should be kept in check.”

It’s as if he hasn’t been listening to me at all.