Before we head home, we had to take the Babe to see a physician for a follow-up and flight clearance following her ER visit. Since we're out of town, we opted to take her to a walk-in clinic. All we needed was someone to look in her ears and listen to her chest. Well, before you could even sneeze, the doctor was freaking out about possible liability. That would be because my husband opened with us needing a letter for the airlines to o.k. her for flying. Rather than this is a follow-up to an ER visit to confirm her improvement, apparently knowing we needed a doctor's note from a doctor, the physician immediately went into legal issues. If that scared him, wonder how he would have reacted if I told him I'm a lawyer. I think we would have been shown the door.
Anyways, after repeatedly telling him that we didn't expect him to address her being able to fly due to her food allergies, and all we needed was him to say that she appeared to be improving, he finally looked at her. And by look at her, briefly listen to her chest and look in her ears. Oh, wait, isn't that what we thought he needed to do? And when he was just about out the door, I asked how her ears looked and if he heard any of the bronchitis in her lungs. Then he told us she seemed fine. Gee, how much will be charged for this hostile medical visit with the guy with no bedside manner? We should have gotten the hint when the waiting room had a lovely article laminated on wood regarding the founder of this practice and how he has an M.D. and M.B.A. Guess if you see the business side of the medical practice you don't see the humanity in it either.
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