Busted my ass in traffic to get to the appointment by 1415 (would have made it except for getting stuck behind the logging truck that refused to go over 15 mph UNDER the speed limit so I arrived at 1418) for a 1430 appointment. Checked in then wait, wait, wait, wait, finally got in to about 1445. Still almost 20 minutes earlier than how long I waited the last time.
Assistant takes me in to the exam room and takes my vitals. That’s 2 minutes. She leaves and in less than 30 seconds the Doc comes in. Great!
Pleasantries. Pleasantries. Reading the results from my last series of tests done last January he’s holding in his hands. Heart action fine. Heart strength fine. Everything looks good; any questions?
Yeah, why does my heart occasionally feels like it fibrillating and speed up for a few seconds?
Oh, that can happen and is really nothing to worry about. Any chest pains?
Only when I over exert myself.
Really? When was your last chemical stress test?
(Pointing to his hands holding the results from my last stress test) Last January.
Oh. Well. You’re heart is good. Make an appointment with me in 6 months.
Wait. That’s it? You could have told me this over the phone.
OH, I like face-to-face to answer any questions or concerns.
Really? Well, Doc, I enjoy busting my ass in traffic on a 2-hour 80 mile round trip when we could have called or zoomed test results that I should have had last January. Especially since it’s good news.
He left. I left. Nine minutes total in the exam room.
It will be a cold day in Hell before I make another appointment with that office.
Watching Ian approach Florida. Hope it all works out for y’all.