Aw Hell NO!
Warning: this is a rant; there will be completely biased cursing and fuck anyone too sensitive who can't understand that I'm venting.
Thank you.
FUUUUUUUUUUUUCKING hell no!
Bitch, no!
I hate the doctor. Until today, I have never had anything personal against any doctor. i'm germaphobic, they're around cooties and the people who have them, thus, all doctors are cootie-carriers and are to be avoided.
Until today.
I made a "big girl" decision and went to the doctor, all by myself even. fucking cookie for me!
For me, this really is a big deal.
I sit in the waiting room, where there are people who're COVERED in various forms of cooties, where i am forced to politely sit in a cootie covered chair, and the smigion of hope-giving ion filter is unplugged and covered in dust. also cooties.
I'm not well in the head. this situation does not prevail against my special version of hell that has my heart pounding in my ears and my toes doing that thing that do when i get nervous.
But hey, i didn't wuss out and leave, nor did i vomit. so that's a win, i guess.
Time passes, stuff happens, i get to see the doctor.
Yey, right? Aw hell no.
SHE IS NOT WEARING GLOVES. SHE DOES NOT WASH HER HANDS. SHE. TOUCHES. MY. FACE!
in the whole time that i'm with her, she never dons gloves nor washes her hands. That means that she touched some one else (who has fucking cooties), and then TOUCHED MY FUCKING FACE. Cunt-faced fuckass bitch.
Doc Asshat: okay, from what i can see, you have a very light case of plague on your face. I'm going to prescribe three kinds of stuff for your face plague.
Me: groovy. *takes prescription, goes home*
I go home and not the pharm, because i am going to research the shit outta ANYTHING that a doctor gives me.
I notice something right off. these are steroids. all of them. three steroids. at the same time. and PREDNISONE?!!? Have you lost your tiny doctor mind? No!
this crazy bitch prescribed THREE steroids. One of them for my eyelids; the one that clearly states on it's website, do not put near eyes, will burn images of Hitler into your retina. Srsly?
thank you, Lord God that i went home to research this before filling the prescriptions!!!
I did some more research and found two non-steroidal alternatives and will be calling Doc Asshat back first thing tomorrow.
What the hell? THREE?!!?
I nearly cried while researching this.
I am still srsly unset by this. what if i hadn't looked any of these up? what if i'd just trusted what Doc Asshat said and never thought for myself? there is a damn fine reason why i go to such great lengths to read what the hell is in the food i eat. I am a label reader. Sure, make fun. i don't care. organic vs pharmed food? More often than not, i'm picking organic. because i fucking know what is going into my body!
This shit Doc Asshat prescribed would have me dead in a damn month. Mostly due to the "manageable" changes in mood and temperament. Srsly?!!? Already unstable me, plus hormones of kill now, ask question later, plus THREE steroids, one of which "alters" my emotional stability? I would fucking watch the world burn within days.
THREE? three! fucking three!
I am mad. i am scared. and why, for the love of all things professional, would the bitch NOT wear some fucking gloves?!!?
I have a headache; i am tired; and have an early day tomorrow.
I hate the doctor.
Thank you.
FUUUUUUUUUUUUCKING hell no!
Bitch, no!
I hate the doctor. Until today, I have never had anything personal against any doctor. i'm germaphobic, they're around cooties and the people who have them, thus, all doctors are cootie-carriers and are to be avoided.
Until today.
I made a "big girl" decision and went to the doctor, all by myself even. fucking cookie for me!
For me, this really is a big deal.
I sit in the waiting room, where there are people who're COVERED in various forms of cooties, where i am forced to politely sit in a cootie covered chair, and the smigion of hope-giving ion filter is unplugged and covered in dust. also cooties.
I'm not well in the head. this situation does not prevail against my special version of hell that has my heart pounding in my ears and my toes doing that thing that do when i get nervous.
But hey, i didn't wuss out and leave, nor did i vomit. so that's a win, i guess.
Time passes, stuff happens, i get to see the doctor.
Yey, right? Aw hell no.
SHE IS NOT WEARING GLOVES. SHE DOES NOT WASH HER HANDS. SHE. TOUCHES. MY. FACE!
in the whole time that i'm with her, she never dons gloves nor washes her hands. That means that she touched some one else (who has fucking cooties), and then TOUCHED MY FUCKING FACE. Cunt-faced fuckass bitch.
Doc Asshat: okay, from what i can see, you have a very light case of plague on your face. I'm going to prescribe three kinds of stuff for your face plague.
Me: groovy. *takes prescription, goes home*
I go home and not the pharm, because i am going to research the shit outta ANYTHING that a doctor gives me.
I notice something right off. these are steroids. all of them. three steroids. at the same time. and PREDNISONE?!!? Have you lost your tiny doctor mind? No!
this crazy bitch prescribed THREE steroids. One of them for my eyelids; the one that clearly states on it's website, do not put near eyes, will burn images of Hitler into your retina. Srsly?
thank you, Lord God that i went home to research this before filling the prescriptions!!!
I did some more research and found two non-steroidal alternatives and will be calling Doc Asshat back first thing tomorrow.
What the hell? THREE?!!?
I nearly cried while researching this.
I am still srsly unset by this. what if i hadn't looked any of these up? what if i'd just trusted what Doc Asshat said and never thought for myself? there is a damn fine reason why i go to such great lengths to read what the hell is in the food i eat. I am a label reader. Sure, make fun. i don't care. organic vs pharmed food? More often than not, i'm picking organic. because i fucking know what is going into my body!
This shit Doc Asshat prescribed would have me dead in a damn month. Mostly due to the "manageable" changes in mood and temperament. Srsly?!!? Already unstable me, plus hormones of kill now, ask question later, plus THREE steroids, one of which "alters" my emotional stability? I would fucking watch the world burn within days.
THREE? three! fucking three!
I am mad. i am scared. and why, for the love of all things professional, would the bitch NOT wear some fucking gloves?!!?
I have a headache; i am tired; and have an early day tomorrow.
I hate the doctor.