I was spoiled by a phenomenal family physician when I lived in Toronto.
The one I have now was recommended by someone who works at the nursing home where Mom is.
I am becoming increasingly unimpressed by the guy. Yes, he sends you for every test known to man, and I don't have a problem with that. Would rather catch something sneaking up on me than find out the bad news when the only thing I can do is update my will.
But.
He never explains anything. He just throws prescriptions at you and mumbles at his computer monitor. His attitude suggests that he's much too busy to answer your questions.
Today was, I think, the last straw. He asked the usual questions ("What are you here for?" I'm often tempted to respond "How the fuck should I know?? You told me to make this appointment!") and then asked about my prescriptions. I have three: Metformin, something for cholesterol, and something for blood pressure. The irony is that I don't have blood pressure issues, but one side effect of this stuff is that it protects your kidneys from the ravages of diabetes (my pharmacist explained that. Like I said, the doctor is much too busy ....)
When I got to the BP stuff, he said, "Where are you getting that?"
Me: (somewhat nonplussed) "From the drugstore."
Him: "No, where are you getting it?"
Me: (thinks "What in hell are you talking about??")
Him: "I never prescribed that for you."
Whiskey ... Tango ... Foxtrot ...
Okay, ya caught me. I'm getting them from Some Guy™ wearing a hoodie and wrap-around shades, somewhere in the darkest recesses of My Hometown's somewhat decrepit downtown.
FFS. I'm no expert on the illicit drug trade, but I doubt there's much of a market for illegal blood pressure pills.
Also, to be quite honest, dealing with one doctor is enough of a pain in the ass; I certainly don't want to have to deal with any more if it's not absolutely necessary.
I stopped at my pharmacy to ask about it. Virtually all the authorizations for the BP med have been over the phone, and not surprisingly, from his office. So either somebody isn't bothering to keep up the records accurately ... or one of his assistants is practicing medicine without a licence.
Oh yeah, and I also got a list of doctors who, I hope, are accepting new patients. Also got another referral, but (just my luck) I don't think she's one of 'em.
But as soon as possible, I am done here.
The one I have now was recommended by someone who works at the nursing home where Mom is.
I am becoming increasingly unimpressed by the guy. Yes, he sends you for every test known to man, and I don't have a problem with that. Would rather catch something sneaking up on me than find out the bad news when the only thing I can do is update my will.
But.
He never explains anything. He just throws prescriptions at you and mumbles at his computer monitor. His attitude suggests that he's much too busy to answer your questions.
Today was, I think, the last straw. He asked the usual questions ("What are you here for?" I'm often tempted to respond "How the fuck should I know?? You told me to make this appointment!") and then asked about my prescriptions. I have three: Metformin, something for cholesterol, and something for blood pressure. The irony is that I don't have blood pressure issues, but one side effect of this stuff is that it protects your kidneys from the ravages of diabetes (my pharmacist explained that. Like I said, the doctor is much too busy ....)
When I got to the BP stuff, he said, "Where are you getting that?"
Me: (somewhat nonplussed) "From the drugstore."
Him: "No, where are you getting it?"
Me: (thinks "What in hell are you talking about??")
Him: "I never prescribed that for you."
Whiskey ... Tango ... Foxtrot ...
Okay, ya caught me. I'm getting them from Some Guy™ wearing a hoodie and wrap-around shades, somewhere in the darkest recesses of My Hometown's somewhat decrepit downtown.
FFS. I'm no expert on the illicit drug trade, but I doubt there's much of a market for illegal blood pressure pills.
Also, to be quite honest, dealing with one doctor is enough of a pain in the ass; I certainly don't want to have to deal with any more if it's not absolutely necessary.
I stopped at my pharmacy to ask about it. Virtually all the authorizations for the BP med have been over the phone, and not surprisingly, from his office. So either somebody isn't bothering to keep up the records accurately ... or one of his assistants is practicing medicine without a licence.
Oh yeah, and I also got a list of doctors who, I hope, are accepting new patients. Also got another referral, but (just my luck) I don't think she's one of 'em.
But as soon as possible, I am done here.
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