Finally, my name is called.
I chat with the nurse for a bit.
Then I wait.
All of a sudden, I see the door slowly widen and I hear this slight yet creepy "eeeee" noise.
Then I see a WALKER enter the room before I see a body.
The DOCTOR is on a walker!
African Jacket(worn backwards): Gifted by Key!
Jeans: Forever 21
Heels: Steve Madden
So, the doctor wheels in the room.
I had to actually help him sit on the stool.
He immediately says, "People think my brain is broken. It's just my hip."
I say, "Ummm, hi, my name is Reiko?"
I say my name with a question mark because I felt like I was being PUNKED!
He was not the least bit interested in knowing my name.
I think I made some type of noise and then answered with an immediate "side eye."
I say, "I guess...kinda??"
Then he tells me that it's okay because he was an older father...but much preferred being a grandfather.
The amazing thing is that I still sat!
He then tells me the story of breaking his hip.
(He fell from the curb of his mother n' law's home after winning a game of Gin Rummy)
He goes on to share that he only deals with senior citizens and that I should go to another specialist.
I WHOLEHEARTEDLY agree!
Then offers me Thyroid meds.
Not because I have a thyroid problem.
I say ok.
And made another appointment with him for next month.
I'm a glutton for punishment:)
Oh, I forgot to mention that he REEKED of CIGARETTES!
How do you have the bedside manner of a truck driver, look like Mr. Burns from The Simpsons, smoke cigarettes, be on a walker...and still be a DOCTOR!
That Damn Blue Cross/Blue Shield insurance company!
(I know the story doesn't match the pictures but you needed to know about my latest adventure!
Go to my FB page to see more pics of the event:)