You’ve included many of my own pet peeves about doctors here. My primary physician is okay. I love my endocrinologist, who sees my husband and me together. We see her twice a year, she listens to both of us, and has been very helpful in many ways. I’m not even sure why we need to see her every six months. All we ever do is talk. Her dog even sits in on some sessions. There is no examining table — just an furnished office that looks like it could be in a home.

I share your feelings about dentists and male gynecologists. I’ve found some female gynecologists aren’t much better. Now that I’m in my late seventies, I avoid both. I do, however keep my dental appointments, much as I hate them. I’d like to keep my teeth.

The doctor I like least is my dermatologist. At my age all kinds of rashes, spots, and bumps appear on my skin. I have had various moles removed in the past and one was malignant. So naturally I want to stay on top of this. The last time I went in with what I thought might be suspicious spots, he barely looked at me. He glanced at me from across the room, said there were no problems, and sold me an expensive jar of cream. Later I found it was much cheaper on Amazon. Now I ask to see his N.P.

Christian, bereaved adoptive mom, blogger, amateur nature photographer, voracious reader. Married 54 years. Central Coast of California. https://barbrad.com

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