the search

Oct 06, 2004 13:19

It's hard to find a doctor in Los Angeles. Seriously.

Like half the doctors on the Blue Shield list aren't taking new patients. Can you imagine? There are about 100 GPs within FIVE MILES of my office, and a bunch of them aren't taking new patients. The one I found had something open OCTOBER 18. I could goto the fucking free clinic down the street and be seen in about four hours--which I may have to do, since my pills run out in four days. I mean, shit, dude--TWO GODDAMNED WEEKS to wait for a private GP? What if I was actually fucking sick? If I had the flu I'd be well, or DEAD, by then.

I found a dermatologist/immunologist/allergist--and my first appointment is NOVEMBER 15.

And don't even get me started on the head shrinkers in this town. You'd think this city would be fucking well adjusted, for all the people crowding therapists' offices.

And fuck all you motherfuckers who say "Nya, socialized health care is shitty, WAH, you have to wait weeks for an appointment, nya nya nya, you get better care and more attention from a private doctor, WAH WAH BLAH."

Bullshit. The last private GP I saw DIDN'T EVEN LOOK AT ME. He walked into the room, looked at my chart, and said, "What do you want me to give you?"

The BEST doctor I've EVER seen is Dr. Mason at the Pasadena COMMUNITY HEALTH CLINIC. That's right. Best doctor EVER. She was warm and kind and attentive, understanding and didn't try to push medicine on me, didn't assume anything about my lifestyle and didn't judge any of my behavior.

I have to stop. This is making me angry. I've been far too angry about far too many (mostly unimportant) things lately. I can't figure out what's really bothering me--there's something I'm trying to dig up that I haven't figured out, yet....

I don't want to be at work. The fucking bugs better be out of my house by the time I get home.

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