I would hereby like to ask the entire medical world to kindly go fuck itself.
No thanks whatsoever,
An entirely frustrated and altogether dissatisfied patient
I went to Turner regarding the potential food poisoning. I'm feeling better, but it turns out that I've had a low grade fever. Mostly, I need a note for missing school yesterday.
Put in short terms: he made it entirely clear that he suspected me of fishing for pills. As in, he even asked me "Are you here looking for a prescription?"
When I told him that I was only there because I needed a note, he didn't believe that college professors still ask for notes, and asked me again what I wanted from him. When I told him that I missed an exam, he asked me a good three or four times if I'd just skipped class because I was unprepared for it.
I told my parents that I don't want to see him again.