Medical Malady

I am sick again. My sinuses hate me. And I hate them right back. I keep getting this thing where my ears, throat, sinuses and jaw hurt so bad that I want to saw my head off. This is the sixth time in six months that I've had it and I am SO very sick of being sick.

I went to the doc to see if there was anything to do other than saw my head off (the thought did finally occur that this may not be the best way to handle it). Unfortunately, my regular doctor was on vacation so I went to see one of her partners. And wow! What an asshole.

I get in the room, he doesn't introduce himself, but just starts right in reading notes & my chart. He asks decent questions, does a little exam, NOT including feeling lymph nodes. We get to kind of a deciding point in the conversation, and he says, "Well, what do you want to do?"

I wish I had said "You went to school for 10 years to learn to ask that question?" or "I got an A in freshman Biology, but I'm frightened that you need my opinion" or "So this is what happens to the lower half of the med school class" or "If I have to provide the diagnosis I want my co-pay back"

Sadly I stuck more with "Um, wellllll" and "I don't know," which isn't nearly as satisfying upon later reflection.

He ended up ordering me CAT scan and bloodwork. However, instead of helping me navigate through the amazing maze that is healthcare by maybe setting up an appointment or giving a recommendation of facility for the tests, he handed me two prescriptions for the tests and took off, without even a "See ya'" or "Don't let the door hit you in the ass on your way out".

Yikes. I can't believe this jackass has regular patients. I pity them, these people who do not know the meaning of "bedside manner".

So now, instead of being merely sick, as I was when I went in, I'm also pissed off and cranky. Way to go, lousy bastard doctor. I hate you, man.