Dear Lady Doctor-
I've been coming to you for nearly five years. You have always been warm and professional, making me feel entirely at ease in discussing my health issues with you. You never chastise, but rather you scold with a tender sense of humor while still being firm in your guidance. I highly value your medical opinions and have been fortunate to be in your hands.
We always have a good time when we get together. Remember our conversation just last week? You said, "The pressure is always a little high when I see you." And I replied, "Oh, come on, after all these years, you're still afraid of me? I only bit you the once." We got such a big chuckle out of that when I realized you meant my blood pressure and you realized I was one funny fella. Good times.
So, Lady Doctor, when we decided to switch my cholesterol medications, why the hell did you prescribe Pravachol without telling me that it would cost forty-five dollars per month? You're supposed to be helping me to prevent a heart attack, not induce one. This shit better clean my arteries better than RotoRooter, or you're going to have some splainin' to do.
Oh, who am I kidding? I could never stay mad at you. After all, you're the one who referred me to Dr. Hottie. That alone reassures me that you have my best interests at heart. Or colon. Or esophagus.
Still, you should be punished a little bit. I just won't let you check my prostate next time I see you. So there.
Yours truly,
MAK
Posted by mak at August 30, 2005 7:21 PMcheck, sometimes your insurance won't pay for certain medications. my doctor had to check which allergy medication my insurance would cover before prescribing it to me....and mine cost me a whole $15 for a month's supply.
Posted by: tribecatexan at August 30, 2005 11:26 PMYou might get a better rate if you go the mail order route (if your plan offers it, that is!)!
Posted by: Hanuman at August 31, 2005 9:26 AM