I spent two hours in the doctor’s office today. I waited for an hour before I finally got up and asked if the doctor was running behind schedule. Of course, my doctor was running behind schedule. I usually wait at least 45 minutes to an hour to be taken back into the examination room. Then I wait another 10 minutes while I’m in there. I know I need a new doctor. I’ve known this since my old doctor left the practice a year or so ago, but I dread the thought of trying to find a new one. I suppose I shouldn’t complain since I’m not taking any steps to correct the problem. Instead of resolving the issue I found myself back in the waiting room today reading an hour’s worth of news and events on my iPhone.
As usual after waiting all that time the doctor was perplexed by my latest symptoms. He said ‘hmmm…. it’s probably …’, which means I have no idea what’s wrong with you, but I’m going to give you some medication and hope that the problem goes away on it’s own. So after he prescribed two medications he said, ‘try this and we’ll see what happens.’ If this, this, or this happens go to the emergency room, otherwise I’ll see you again in a few weeks.
For a thirty-one year old I have seen my fair share of doctor’s offices and I would like to stay free and clear of them from this point forward. Can I ask for that for Christmas? Too bad no one can wrap that in a box for me. That’s all I really want for Christmas.
I’m sorry. I haven’t seen many of them and I still don’t enjoy it; I cannot imagine how you must feel. Finding a new practitioner is not easy. That’s why I didn’t see the dentist until 2 years after I moved here – finding a dentist seemed too daunting and no one had good recommendations – so I procrastinated and procrastinated.
I so know what you mean. I went to four (or five?) different docs before being diagnosed with Crohn’s disease, which I’d apparently had for at least five years. I think that’s why they call it “practicing medicine.”
Big bummer!
I am constantly having to wait for more than an hour at the doctors. They over book there schedule every single time.
I can understand about not getting a 100% prognosis, but the wait? Ugh.
I wish I could make your Christmas request come true, but all I can do is send my own wishes for you to have a healthier 2009 and snuggles from my puppies. š