I feel lucky
I saw a new GP today. Her practice isn’t actually in my city, but it’s much closer to it than the GP I was seeing before that. No, I can’t find a family doctor in my city who’s taking new patients. There are none.
I really like her. The written medical office policy there states, “We will treat everyone with respect.” I thought, How nice that it says that. If they mean it, it’ll be even nicer. I think they do.
Although I also liked the doctor I was going to previously, it’s so much more convenient to find someone closer to where I live. She is also going to refer me to a psychiatrist in town. Since I trust her, I am actually hopeful that this psychiatrist will listen to me and treat me with respect instead of contempt. I had some very bad luck with psychiatrists last year and I had been finding it hard to be hopeful about these things.
Man, it’s so nice when somebody actually listens to what you have to say. Seriously, how hard is it to listen, and why do so few people do it? Why do so many psychiatrists not bother to take the time to listen to what you are actually saying, and instead make assumptions about what they think you’re thinking?
For the most part, I feel lucky today. Grateful and all of that. I don’t know if I can actually see a psychiatrist who doesn’t work in the hospital, though. I have no health plan, I don’t know if my boyfriend’s health plan will cover this, and I do know that I can’t afford to pay out-of-pocket. Sigh. We’ll see what happens, I guess.
April 6th, 2007 at 12:14 am
Hi Polly,
I understand what you mean about listening. Keep writing.
–Stephany