Doctor and Patient one on one

Remember the other day I went to see a female Indian (Eastern) doctor about the “moment” I had? And then you must also remember that all the little signs hanging on a cork board was “don’t waist my time asking about family members – have them some for their own visit” and have various other signs to speed things up so she may dedicate her time to you and the reason you came.

Now, today I received and email from her. I thought how thoughtful, she was sending me something personal – before I clicked on it to open it I wondered what it was: Was she forwarding a joke to me? Did she make up a joke she wanted to share, like the 10 most excuses men tell her why they need Viagra? Or maybe she, with her Indian nature, was wondering about the Universe and what role we as humans were playing in the overall scheme of things and wanted my input as seen from the typical Caucasian red-neck?

Nah. She didn’t really seem to care what I thought and probably would have no interest in making me laugh, so maybe she wanted to make further suggestions about how to take the right amount of medicine instead of overdoing it.

So, I clicked on and it was a webpage like thing that urged me “to set up an account with them so I could just key in my pass word and see on-line test results and things like that. And it wasn’t said, but I think it is implied: “Then you won’t waste our nurses or telephone operator’s time.”

The lab part of their operation did draw blood for a test while I was there. I guess through this site my results are held hostage.

I haven’t filled out the application yet, but I wouldn’t be surprised if for a password I am directed to put in an unique number nobody else would have – like my American Express card number.