I've been spending a lot of time recently at a San Francisco Doctor's office on account of my Green Card application. I had my skin tested for tuberculosis - that came up postitive - so I had to get a chest x-ray. Then I had to get a blood test for syphillis and HIV and to test whether I was immune to measles, mumps and rubella. Then I had to get a tetanus shot. It's been quite the ordeal.
As my colleague Doug pointed out, given the levels of obesity in the USA, you wouldn't think the US Government would be so fussy about all this other stuff...but there you go. I had to do it.
Anyway, given everything came up negative or positive, depending on whether it was supposed to, yesterday my visit to the Doctor was really just a formality to get my x-ray results and pick up my final paperwork for the Immigration Department.
Astonishingly though, as I'm sitting there in his waiting room, he's consulting with another patient with his office door wide open, informing the patient (upon scrutiny of his chest x-ray) that "in 30 years in the medical profession, I've never seen anything quite like this tumor on your lung". "Cancer?" exclaims the patient, understandably shocked. "Well, probably not. You see, it would be unusual to have a cancerous tumor like that there, but you should go to San Francisco General to have it checked out for your own peace of mind."
Moments later, 'Jose' and the Doctor come strolling into the waiting room. Understandably, Jose is looking pretty glum. Given that I was about to get my chest x-ray results, I was feeling pretty glum too. Worst of all though was the fact that Jose made eye-contact with me and I had to try and give him a look which didn't say "Shit buddy, you think you've got cancer....that sucks."
Fortunately, I think I gave him a look that said: "I've been sitting here waiting for 30 minutes past my scheduled appointment time and its your fault, you shit." which in retrospect may have been too big an overcompensation for what I thought I might disclose, but there you go, it was a spur-of-the-moment thing.
Anyway, the point is, if you visit the Doctor, make sure he shuts the bloody door!
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