Posted by white rabbit on April 17, 2003, at 11:30:00
A little while back I posted in Psychological Babble about my new psychiatrist being, IMHO, a chauvinistic chickenhead. He had given me some paperwork to have bloodwork done but I hadn't gotten around to it by my last appointment, and he got really pissy with me. He said that he wouldn't see me again until he had my bloodwork results, and then after I got home, someone from his staff called to tell me that Dr. Happy was going to discharge me as his patient if I didn't have that bloodwork done by Friday.Talk about your lousy bedside manners...I really don't care for this guy's attitude. But I made an appointment with my family doctor, who hasn't seen much of me since my suicide attempt in February 2002. I guess he had been talking to my husband because he said, "Your blood pressure is a little high, I understand that your situation at home is kind of stressful."
I said, "I'm surprised that my blood pressure didn't blow off that armband, my situation at home is a lot stressful. My husband is filing for divorce."
The doctor said,"You're covered under his insurance plan, aren't you? I just wanted to let you know that if you lose your medical insurance...well, I don't usually accept Medicaid..."
"Medicaid?" I squeaked. Suddenly I pictured myself huddled in the corner of a welfare clinic waiting room, covering my ears to shut out screaming babies. I thought, my God, Ken, what are you doing to me!
The doctor says, "Normally I don't see patients with Medicaid, but that won't be a problem for you. I'll be happy to keep seeing you. You're a strong lady, and you're going to get through this."What can one say about such generosity? I was overwhelmed with gratitude. And here is the moral of the story: for every nasty, egotistical, unsympathetic doctor in practice, there is at least one gem like my GP.
Thanks, doc.
-Gracie
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