I love my new doctor! She has the markings of a great doctor:
- She’s friendly and caring in a genuine and totally matter-of-fact way. Not trying to go overboard in the “I’m a caring person” routine. She just is.
- She’s matter-of-fact and professional in her intake. No commentary, no drama, no unsolicited opinions about what kinds of injuries I have had or what that says about my karma or luck or fate or any of that crap. She just wrote down what happened and when.
- She’s responsible. Once she took down the information about the various things going on, she got down to business setting me up for different appointments with specialists.
- She’s responsive. When I told her about my hypersensitivity – asking her to communicate with me before doing anything, so that my body would have time to prepare, and also asking her to be very gentle — she was, again, no-nonsense about it all. She communicated and paused before doing anything, and get this: She actually asked me how pressure was, to ensure that she was touching me gently enough.
- She’s thorough. She initiated asking me questions about some different matters, to make sure we had all our bases covered and that I was getting all the care I needed.
Seriously, all the drama I have been through in the past would have been avoided if the doctors had this basic approach — you know, one of CARING FOR THEIR PATIENTS. D’uoh! I guess they forgot to teach that in most medical schools.