Doctor, Doctor.

21Apr09

I’d like someone, someone in the medical field, to start giving a shit about me and actually pay attention to me. Don’t write me a prescription for something you’re not even sure I have. Don’t guess at apples and banana’s when the real anwer is a watermelon. Please don’t send me for lab work, and when I call for my results the first time, you gave me some crapshoot answer only to find out that my results were never in in the first place. Secondly, do send me for yet another round of blood test when the answer probably is right in front of your face. Did you, I don’t know, forget something? Was there some random thing that you “forgot” to test me for? Because there’s no way in my time on Earth am I going to waste three weeks of my life in between appointments, when I am so completely beyond tired, to waste hoping that you’ll find a fucking answer, only to get the response of “more blood work”.

Someone better solve this puzzle fast or I’m off for a second opinion.

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