A few years ago, I went to my dentist for a cleaning; he commented that "you're a bit overdue - but I understand, I'm the last appointment you want to make". Clarification Dr. Toothman - 2nd to last appointment.
I fulfilled that number one hated appointment today. My MD, who I like and trust, has a new practice, which is much further away from my office than it used to be. I stuck with her. My first appointment today in her new office went like this: I show up 5 minutes early. Sign in; fill out all NEW paperwork (have these people ever heard of a database?) Get my blood pressure - it's always low so it impresses the nurse and makes me feel superior - until I have to sit in an examination room for 40 minutes with only a sheet to cover me. Really? I'm on my lunch break, folks. Why in the world do I have to sit there for 40 minutes? I am at a loss. So when she finally shows up for the appointment with her trusty laptop and has not BOTHERED to review my file before she meets me to get caught up with my history - I am slightly annoyed. She asks me what my past 2 year history is. I understand it's my body - but I also expect some level of professional review of my file before you walk in for my appointment. Honestly, if I showed up as unprepared for a client meeting as she did - I would be fired. And would expect to be. Consider me in the market for a new doctor.
But, I did get to review a pretty cool decorating magazine with some photography that I wanted to get the same look through processing - so it at least stimulated some creative thought while I sat there contemplating how often they wash those hand crocheted mittens they slide over those foot stirrups....
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I'm so glad I'm a male :)
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