It’s a No Go

Umm… So, yeah… the new primary care doctor?  He’s not going to work out.  I had a clue as to what kind of doctor’s office this would be when I called to make the appointment.  As I mentioned in another post the phones were busy for more than 4 hours and when someone did answer I was put on hold for 21 minutes.  When we drove up to the medical building I noticed that the parking lot butted up against our favorite taco joint as evidenced by their highly- visible and freshly graffiti’ed dumpster.  Strike one.

When we walked into the tiny office it was packed to the gills with people, none of which were speaking English.  All the signs were in Spanish except for the big yellow one in the middle of glass separating the desk from the lobby stating “We do paternity testing!” yeah, so does Maury Povich, not exactly something to be so proud of.  I sat on the only available seat in the center of the room and filled out my preliminary paperwork with the late afternoon sun beaming in my face and half blinding me.  They had a small oscillating fan in the corner futilely attempting to cool the mass of people stuffed inside.  Oh, the sign on the door (pictured above) is exactly how I felt.  Strike two.

After the standard weigh-in and blood pressure check the nurse with the sharpie’ed eyebrows led me to an exam room.  It was spacious and cold.  Then the doctor entered mumbling “Buenos Noches.”  I kid you not,  he looked like he stepped off the set of a that Cheech & Chong movie, “Up in Smoke” from 1978!!!!  Tall, slender, long, curly hair, and bloodshot, watery eyes!  When I said, “hello” he realized I didn’t speak Spanish and switched to English, a slow, drawn out, just-took-a-big-hit-off-a-bong English but at least I could understand him.  He seemed nice but way more spacey than any doctor should be.  Strike three.

So, I cut the visit as short as possible telling him I only needed a referral back to my endocrinologist, knowing full-well I had no intention of continuing to see him.  I will see my endocrinologist in March or April and ask him then what primary care doctors he would suggest then start over again.  I am serious about getting my health on track this year and that means not settling for a doctor I’m uncomfortable with.

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