My late father-in-law, Mike (God bless him), used to work for Prudential, reached management level, and got a company car; he was so proud of that.
Got on a bit better, got a BMW, he loved it.
One of the things he said was best about the company car was that if it had a rattle, he would just turn up the radio until the car stopped and someone else fixed it.
Over the past few years, it would have been easier for me to become entirely obsessed with my health (I'm way more obsessed with aspects of my health than I ever imagined I would be).
I get my bloods done every 6 months or so, full screen, shows me everything that's right and everything that's wrong (or at least some of the things). I can spot-check things if I want to, but the risk is that every little niggle becomes something that might be bigger than it was before.
This is what happens after you've been unwell when you've had something unexpected, as you understand that the unexpected can happen and you're no longer invincible, but that is a double-edged sword and one of the sides is much sharper than the other.
Returning back to the situation where when you get a niggle, you just turn the radio up and carry on and hope that the car doesn't stop, there's definitely, definitely a place for that (Within reason, you just have to decide what your within reason is).
Blog Post Number - 4052
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