I went to see my doctor today. I fully expected to get back needing tranquillisers.
But no: he saw me promptly, listened courteously, sympathised, clearly told me what was going on and how the treatment would carry on. I walked out feeling rather deflated.
I wonder what has changed?
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Obviously when he saw you dressed as a clown...he knew only a Psychiatrist could possibly help...or perhaps not - eh?
You are lucky, I fell over 2 weeks ago and broke a finger, went to the local A&E and spend almost 3 hours waiting before I saw a doctor. Was told to go back last week for a check up and they made an appointment for 9:40 in the morning. Arrived at 9:30, still waiting to be seen at 11:15 so asked how long until I was seen, was told maybe another 2 hours.
So a 9:40 appointment could have turned into seeing the doctor at 13:10, so using every muscle available I smiled and told them to stick the appointment.
I am almost tempted to send them an invoice for a wasted trip and a days holiday.
So, while in my 37 years I have never had a problem with the NHS, I feel it has let me down at the moment
Is your doctor taking on new patients? - He sounds very different from mine....
No 3rd degree about whether you smoke/drink/exercise regularly/other stuff totally unrelated to your symptoms - and if so, by how much?
One of my GPs once said "have you lost any weight since I last saw you ?", I said "no, have you ?"
To be fair, he did laugh :)
"I wonder what has changed?"
Rather Obvious. The government did.
From now on everything 'governmenty' is righteous and grand, except for the bits that have unions which are the only reason there are any problems left.
Kingbingo, thing is, it's not the first time I've seen him since the government changed. It's about the third (thanks to the offspring) and they've been useless cunts all the way.
sardonic [sɑːˈdɒnɪk]
adj
characterized by irony, mockery, or derision
Indeed.
You'd do well to reflect upon that.
Although he sent you home, he's probably now written himself a presciption for those tranquillisers!
I went to the doctor the other day, he said "Hi, I haven't seen you for a while" I replied, "I know doctor, I haven't been well"
There once was a clown called Obo
Who was incredibly ill
He visited the quack
Who advised a quick snack
Of manure and large Beecham's pills.
Ba bum.
Don't give up the day job sixtypoundsaweekcleaner or I promise you a long slow painful death
i have just the thing, old but effective:
http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2328/2037246574_def3decf03.jpg
Did your GP ask you how much you drink?
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