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Who Is Your Primary Care Physician?
And other truly hilarious jokes about our healthcare system
It is hard to find a good doctor, that’s all I will say about that. I am middle-aged, I have shit wrong with me, the basic stuff, nothing bad yet, and I’m not interested in dying soon. And so, what I have decided, with some pain, and am lucky enough to be able to do this, is to go to one of those doctors you pay a yearly fee to see, and they have to return your calls and get you into see them when you’re sick, and to a specialist if you’re really sick. Granted, you are allowed to call them any time of the day or night, but I am not planning on taking advantage of this. I wish there was a discount for being willing to stick from 9to 5 weekdays and Saturday mornings. There’s not.
So the other day I have what I think is an appointment with this doctor. I don’t really know what that means, but I show up and she is perfectly nice and asks if I have any questions for her. I tell her there’s this one major thing wrong with me I’m sort of hoping she can deal with, and these other two less major things. In the middle of the last item, and I have been very quick I assure you, she says, “This is a meeting for us for us to go over your questions.” And I said, “Yes, and I’m going over them, asking them, is this not — what I am supposed to be doing?” She says yes, yes this…
