Tuesday, February 3, 2009

A truly strange visit to my doctor

I had an OB/GYN appointment in midtown Manhattan but it actually was in Astoria and the doctor's office was in the building that WFAN is in. I couldn't find a parking space close to the building so I had to walk a few blocks to get from where I parked to the building. I was walking towards the front door and this really good-looking guy started walking next to me and smiled at me. I smiled back but then I reached the front door and went in, and he kept walking.

I had to walk through this maze of hallways to get to the doctor's office - hers was one of many types of offices in the building - and when I finally got there, the doctor was waiting for me. She was standing in the front of what looked like a cross between a science classroom (not tiered, the seating was flat) and a pharmacy waiting room. There were those huge chalkboard sliders (like the ones in a college science classroom) at the front of the room and every square inch of them was covered with scientific equations; the pharmacy-looking part was towards the back and there were several people waiting for their prescriptions to be filled. For whatever reason, the doctor started to do her checkup and I complied with this, even though there were people in the same room. She had me take off my pants - I kept my underwear and my light blue button down shirt on - and do a series of exercise moves and I distinctly remember looking at the chalkboards and trying to figure out the equations as the appointment went on because I was embarrassed that this had to happen in front of a group of people. She then gave me an ointment similar to IcyHot and told me to put in on my thighs and jog in place. I did that, and then the doctor got called away to see another patient, but I didn't know what to do so I ran after her.

We ran through the maze of hallways and finally came to room at the back of the building which was a coffee shop. There were two girls (one of whom looked like Busy Phillipps) sitting at a high round table next to a spiral staircase that led to lower levels of the building. I heard someone running down the stairs and assumed it was the doctor so I sprinted to the staircase and leaned over the banister to make sure that it was her that I was about to follow. When I confirmed that it was my doctor, I began to descend the staircase when I heard one of the girls say, "Well, another one bites the dust." Her friend said something in response and I got so angry, I stopped to tell them that my disease (?) was a serious disease and that although it's rare for people to survive, I'm going to do whatever it takes to do so and comments like theirs are detrimental to all females (??), etc. They were surprised that I stopped to say that to them but then got all snotty with me, as if I were the one who was being rude, when they were the ones talking about how I was a goner.

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