There are of course proper protocols to be followed in the normal duration of execution of duties and tasks. Perhaps my slight outbreak of emotion that I try very hard to internalize and subdue was improper yesterday at Dr. Kunz’s office. However the fact that the Rat Poison I am taking for my thick blood , upsets my stomach. Over the last several days my insides have been doing triple turns, which is why I went to the drug store to get the prescription refilled to begin with. The fact that there was some sort of delay is one thing, but an upfront office staff that should know, or accept the fact , that if I’m in that office sick, might not be in the best of moods and can’t look beyond that, and just have said, sit down and we’ll get the doctor to come out between patients, would have been better all around. Instead of being antagonistic to begin with , and being pissed at me, when I was in there just asking a simple question, is beyond me. I never got a chance Tuesday to deal with this situation, but the fact that even when , not if, but when I change medics ,but Dr. Kunz, needs to have a major discussion with his staff. It’s the same stinking attitude of that damn hospital in Gooding, I may not be their choice of favored patients , but its not the top part of my favored thing to do in the day going to that hospital. Which is why I haven't went over there since I moved out of Bliss a month or so again. Am I not spooked of dying, due to lack of keeping tabs on my proteem level? The answer is no, I’m not scared of death, in fact I welcome it, the sooner the better. What the frack do I really have to live for? Be that as it is, I am here. I survive, I no longer live. As such when I hurt, I expect that those I pay to heal me to give me a bit of respect and patience, not just be on a typical constant state of PMS everytime I walk in that office. I don’t like going there any more than they like to see me. My 4rth Cousin Verge Telford who passed away in 2000 who by the way was the person that saw me first in 1959 when I emerged, from the obys, was a real doctor from the old school. He knew the difference between treating sickness and such with drugs, and including humor and understanding. You’d go to Verge with something wrong, and leave with a course of treatment, plus a smile on your face, since Verge would always have a joke to pass on. Its the difference between a real old fashioned Kountry doctor and a prude with a medical license. If Verge were here today, and I told him that I got put off by an office staff employee, that employee would be out the door pronto.
Maybe the tragic events of 911 and all did change America. If anything it should have made us a more determined people, as well as understanding and gain a point of humor in all things. I developed that humor not only on air , but in air. Seeing one of your best friends that you go through school and BT /BC with , blown away by a UED , if you can still keep a level head with humor, you have real testies. I developed that to keep my head in combat both on the ground as well as in the air. If you don’t you can be a goner in nothing flat. So why can’t some medical types gain some humor and get it through their thick scholastic heads that if I walk in hurting and I’m a bit pissed , why not circumvent that with a bit of humor to defuse the situation rather than egg it on like Dr. Kunz’s staff did yesterday?
Nope Modern Medicine Ain’t what it ought or used to be, which is truly a shame.
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