Actually this is somewhat beyond the various levels of care I've gotten.
In general, I've been well treated. The dentist who wore the earplugs, well if he'd ever walked back in, I'd have walked out. He was a brute. The filling feels like a wad of chewing gum, I can still smell burnt dentin, and the fucker was done in something like 20 minutes, from novacaine to "now spit."
But the doc who swabbed me when I thought I had a case of the clap (it was a yeast infection, she and I had funny chemistry) was swell. The nurse who gave me the shots (a local, and then the antibiotic) the guys at Charlie-Med, and then the CSH in Mosul, and everyone (until I got to Madigan, where they were indifferent. I was sick, I was going to get better, or not, and if I did, then I would be sent back to theater, or not) else seemed to not only care, but want to do what they could.
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Date: 2005-11-19 05:34 am (UTC)In general, I've been well treated. The dentist who wore the earplugs, well if he'd ever walked back in, I'd have walked out. He was a brute. The filling feels like a wad of chewing gum, I can still smell burnt dentin, and the fucker was done in something like 20 minutes, from novacaine to "now spit."
But the doc who swabbed me when I thought I had a case of the clap (it was a yeast infection, she and I had funny chemistry) was swell. The nurse who gave me the shots (a local, and then the antibiotic) the guys at Charlie-Med, and then the CSH in Mosul, and everyone (until I got to Madigan, where they were indifferent. I was sick, I was going to get better, or not, and if I did, then I would be sent back to theater, or not) else seemed to not only care, but want to do what they could.
But I've heard horror stories.
TK