Went to the doctor to get my wrist checked out on Monday. This is how it went down:
Called my primary to see if I could come in but he had no appointments. To see someone, I would have to go to a different medical office to see his covering physician.
Fine, I thought. All I needed was an X-Ray. Any doctors’ office has an X-Ray. I’d get my films, they’d splint or cast me and I’d be on my way.
But no…
Unfortunately, the “other” medical office - in Beverly Hills, mind you - ran a JV operation. The nurse was one of the most inept people I’ve ever met, the doctor was weird and had dirty finger nails, and seemed to not want to have anything to do with me. She did a quick examination, looked at me in horror and ran out of the exam room saying, “We’re going to do a bunch of things.”
Uh…
When she returned, she told me that they were going to take some pictures of my wrist. I began to get up from the exam table to follow her to the X-Ray room when she stopped me. “We don’t have one here. In the meantime, wear a splint and take some Advil.”
Seriously? “Wear a splint and take some Advil?” That’s the best you got? I was doing that before I came in to see the doctor.
Inept Nurse came back with a referral to the Imaging Department at Cedars Sinai but gave no indication as to how I would get my results or a cast if I should need one.
After a two hour wait, I finally got in for my X-Ray.
Two days later, nobody has returned my calls about my results, so I’m just wearing a splint and taking advil.
In the event that it’s a sprain, Mary Milan is taking a more proactive approach and taking me to acupuncture. I told her that I was the mystical Asian one in our relationship. It must have angered her because she dropped some smoke bombs and disappeared like a ninja.
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