you make an ass out of u and me

So The Phi had an dermatologist appointment yesterday. She is making her way through the medical field. We have been dealing with The Phi's skin issues since pretty much day one. Her pediatrician sent her to an allergist and then they send her to a dermatologist.

So after his office rescheduled the appointment 3 different times we finally got to the appointment day. Our appointment was at 4:30. We got there at 4 to get the new patient paperwork done (That took 1 minute) and we were not called in until 5.

Sitting in a waiting room with no kids books or toys with a 3 year old is fun. NOT

So we get in there and the doctor was able to offend me 3 times in one visit!

1. He assumed that I spoke Spanish. He started to talking to me about eczema and kept throwing in every Spanish word he knew. He didn't know many. This one happens a lot. I let out my heavy sigh and replied. It took him a while to finally get it. I can speak English. Don't let the brown skin fool you.

2. He assumed we were poor. Now I know that The Phi's hair isn't always perfectly combed but come on. He was telling me about the different kinds of eczema lotions out there and told me...
"if i was paying and you had a choice would you pick a Pinto or a Mercedes?" duh the Mercedes. Then he goes "but if you were buying it yourself you would get the Pinto because you couldn't afford a Mercedes" WHAT! excuse me. Do you have access to my bank accounts. Do you know how much money we make? Do you even know what we do for a living? Do you know what kind of car I drive? I gave him a look of complete disgust. So what I got from his little question was that there are good high end lotions out there but YOU can't afford them. So I was like "How much is the high end lotion?" He would not answer the question just kept saying it was really expensive. Finally I was like "Is it $10,000 a tube?". He said "Probably like $100 a tube" .

3. He assumed I had no education. He said ".... you know like when you are in college? Oh you probably don't know." By this point his assumptions were not shocking me and instead just told him that I indeed earn a few degrees in my day, from reputable universities even. Maybe next time I could wear my framed degree like a necklace.


Now this medical center we go to is not a free clinic. I did not come in waving my medi-cal card. I walked in, paid my co-pay for the insurance we pay a good chuck of money a month for. Okay maybe he does see a lot of Spanish speaking patients, and maybe a good majority are poor and never went to college, but that does not give him the right to make assumptions about anyone who walks into his exam rooms.

Does this happen to anyone else? Is it just me?

And just to make sure that I really loathed this guy he didn't even really look at The Phi. He glanced at her, said it was eczema and that I chose to have her, I chose to have a baby with a person who had a history of eczema as a child, (he seriously said those too things!) So it was my cross to bear and my problem to deal with because there is no cure for eczema. She will maybe grow out of it. I looked at this man and said....

"I know that. But look at her (The Phi is sitting there just scratching away at her arms and head) she is constantly scratching. She scratches until she bleeds and hurts. My child, who I chose to have, with the man that I love, is in pain and you are telling me that there is absolutely nothing I can do about it except wait for her to grow out of it? Do you know what it's like to watch your kid scratch at herself everyday all day long?"

He really didn't respond and instead wrote me a prescription for some more potent steroid cream.

Oh and he even gave me some samples of the "expensive" stuff.

FU Dude.

We get in the car and I strap The Phi in. She asks me, "Are you mad Momma?"

I looked at her, pulled at my collar and said....

"I get no respect"