My Dentist watches the “Bachelor” and it kind of freaks me out.
Its bad enough he talks to me when his knuckles are back at my molars, but about “the Bachelor,” really?
I admit I’ve watched but I soon grew weary of the roses, the tears, the “connections” and the “most dramatic” everything. Y-a-w-n.
The guy’s a doctor and a Big Ten graduate, for Pete’s sake!
Is it too much to expect observations on art, culture, restaurants or books he’s reading?
Is it too much to hope for friendly bantering on topics of rampant interest? Sports? Politics? or even … Silence?
I miss my old Dentist, the one in his 6os who retired last year. His worked on our chops and his wife worked the insurance. I miss his corny jokes about his golf game, how his hair never moved out of place (pretty sure he used Aqua Net), and the predictable familiarity of his mannerisms and those of his long-term staff.
This new guy throws me off. Don’t get me wrong, he’s smart and talented and he knows all the latest & greatest techniques. But he has the attention span of a gnat.
Sitting in the exam chair Monday, I realized then that I have certain expectations about how health care providers should behave. I don’t mind if they’re younger than me, my family care doctor is. But he’s also poised and polished and … Doctorish.
I don’t like it when this guy sprays water at the hygienist and comments that, “I’m a kid at heart!” like that’s supposed to be endearing. It’s not. It’s annoying and even more so when his hands are halfway down my neck and water’s pooling at my shoulders. I probably could cope with it better if we could at least talk about something intelligent.
How about you? Do you have certain expectations of medical professionals? Would you happily forgo “advances in modern whatever” just to have a touch of the familiar back again?