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Two weeks ago, I called the OHSU (Oregon Health Sciences University) Women's Center to make a couple appointments for myself. I needed an annual exam and also just a general visit because I needed a new prescription for an allergy medication. I checked the website first and then verified with the scheduler that I could do all of this on the same visit. Fast forward to 3:15p this afternoon. I was one of two not-pregnant women in the waiting room and it seemed pretty evident that this was going to be a straight-up GYN visit. Bummer. I asked the nurse about it while she was taking my vitals. She said she didn't think they could do the prescription but she'd ask the doctor. I changed into my gown and the nurse stuck her head in to say the doctor would be with me shortly. She'd asked him about the allergy medication and he said he wanted to talk to me about it. Great. I started to feel like I was coming off as some sort of pill popper. When the doctor came in, one of the first things he asked me about was this prescription that I was after. I explained the apparent miscommunication when I scheduled the appointment.
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FREAKING CLASSIC!!!
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