It's a long story and I don't want to be the blogger that shares TMI but I went to Planned Parenthood today to get a prescription. I thought this was going to be simple. I go in, tell them what I want and out the door I go. Isn't that why they are there? To help young people be responsible?
Apparently when I called two weeks ago and was told "oh you'll need an appointment for that" I was supposed to understand that that meant I would need to be examined. If I knew that I would have asked for a female doctor. Not knowing any of the above left me standing in the nurse's (?) office, saying, "I need to be examined?!" "Yes." "By a male doctor?!" "Yes." "No thanks. I'm good. I'll just call my doctor in Phoenix and see if they can help. I should have just done that in the beginning." "Well we don't know you and this is how we do it here."
And out the door I went. Of course, not before I was lectured about the importance of having my own personal copy of my health history. And about how "things are done here". And that I should have asked for a female when I made the appointment. UGH!!
Maybe I'm wrong. And I'm sure I could be. But I really thought I could just walk in and talk to someone and get the prescription I needed.
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