I believe somewhere over the years I have blogged regarding complaints about some doctor or another. I especially have irritations with my general practitioner. He was Paul's doctor since before we were married, and needing a GP myself, I used that as a basis for my choice, seven years ago.
Over the years I have been less than impressed with his manner and practice. I'm not sure I can comment on his knowledge, I don't think I have been the recipient of much of it. When Paul goes in for his yearly check up, he gets a thorough going over and age appropriate tests. I go in and the doctor asks, "so why are you here today?".
Years and years ago I read that "sarcasm is the tool of an angry person". Since my memory sucks, but I can remember that, it must have made an impression. I remember thinking, "well, that explains my mother." and "I am going to work hard to not be so sarcastic". That is still one of my personal battles. But my doctor not knowing I was in his office for my yearly checkup brought ALL sorts of fun sarcastic replies to mind.
It well may be his staff's fault, but I think if I were a doctor who had to ask the patient why they were there, I would look at the level of my staff's competency as well as perhaps putting some new processes in place so my patients wouldn't feel as if they were swinging in the wind.
Paul, who has faith in and likes this doctor has suggested wisely that I find a new one, a better fit, so to speak. He is right. He is SO right. Because I just received a notice in the mail from his practice, informing me of an upcoming appointment, and please to have the attached lab work done prior to the appointment. I check the lab requisition. Out of three required tests, one was for a PSA - prostate specific antigens.
What am I missing? Am I a man and don't know it? Is he waiting for final test results to give me the bad news? Jesus wept. I wonder if my insurance will pay for it....
Peace,
Elfscooter, female, mother of 3.
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