Doctors!

I really am the most dreadful patient.
I arrived dead on time for my appt this afternoon. I got called in to this room to be weighed and have me wee checked. Surprisingly I weighed less than last time...Odd because I feel like I've gained weight. Maybe it's all my mood.
The HCA who weighed me was this middle aged oddly shaped woman who walked so slow I thought she might just grind to a halt. Hmm I thought. Outpatients is the window of the hospital to the outside world. This window could do with a make over.
I got called in finally and saw a Chinese doctor I'd never seen before. I was nervous. I hate talking about myself. I shouldn't have worried. Renal doctors seem only set on one thing. Kidneys. If it doesn't void pee they aren't interested. I didn't say much. He took my BP which was very high (I knew it) and started me on some drug called Perindopril. Then I had to have bloods taken. This was in a tiny room at the end. Full of women on computers. I waited ages then some scruffy HCA (health care assistant) noticed me and called me in. I stood behind her for a while whilst she discussed shopping in Asda then she got the stuff to do bloods. Luckily she did it first time or I would have protested, being the miserable snobby bitch that I know I am!
I think going to clinic is good for me. It reminds me to be attentitive and smart at work. Talk to the patient and appear caring at least!
I wouldn't wait in the huge queue in pharmacy so I'll have to get it tomorrow. Damn silly that the prescription can only be filled at the hospital.
Isn't it odd though how they look at you in terms of bits of you. The renal docs only see my kidneys, the thyroid docs see my neck... The crazy doctors see my tears most of the time!
Anyways off to Rainbows now. And I'm still awake!