It’s been just over a month since mother was released from hospital with a catheter and today was her follow-up appointment with the urologist. The hope was that he would remove the catheter and all would be as before. The appointment was at 2:15 p.m. and we got there right on the nose. As we were making our way down the corridor to the doctor’s office, I see half a dozen people sitting in the hallway. I raised my eyebrows in question. As I poked my head into the reception area of the doctor’s office, I blurted out, “What the hell!” There were at least an additional fifteen people sitting in the reception area. I looked questioningly at a man who was patiently sitting there and he informed me that whenever he comes, it’s always like this and sometimes worse. He has, in the past, waited two hours to see the specialist. “What can you do?” he asked in a resigned tone. Well, that is exactly why we are all waiting here like a herd of cattle, because no one says anything. By not speaking up, we are allowing them to continue to disrespect us. I fully understand that sometimes doctors fall behind and so the schedule gets backed up. However, that should be the exception, not the rule. These are scheduled appointments. There are no emergency cases taken and I can only think that perhaps what should have been a 20 minute consultation turned into a 30 minute consultation for a couple of patients. However, that should not set you back 2 hours. We were finally called in for our 2:15 appointment at 4:15 p.m. Really now! In 15 minutes we were done and the doctor ushered us out of his office the same way we came in -with the catheter. It looks like mother has a new friend for life.
No Sex Please – Too Busy Hanging Around the Doctor’s Office