1- The Doctor (original)- remains the favorite. Ah- how tried and true, tested and approved, famed and ferocious is That Doctor!
Yup- my explanation via idiom, 'Golly! We really screwed the pooch with those shitty decisions!'
2- Asshat. Unpleasant 'professional' intake appointment. Left early. Wanted to leave after introductions were made. 0 stars- did not try again.
3 and current- Pontifical Doc. This one happened because the familial council has an unofficial motto: "We'll Care, 'Till You Cave." The selection was based upon numerous recommendations, exhaustive research (surely.) The intake appointment left me underwhelmed. 11 months and 8 appointments later, the Curious Subject is uninspired and remains: underwhelmed
The last appointment was June 26th, and the next appointment (pending any unforeseen complications and/or scheduling errors) is on September 19th. It is already regarded with the same enthusiasm that most two-leggers reserve for going to their dentist and urologist on the same day.
Something positive must be said about Pontifical Doc however: they make sure that this two-legger's diagnosed issues always have the appropriate medications 'needed'. (it is not a need, but try telling that to someone with a 'World's Best Psychiatrist' mug, filled with ink-less pens, on their desk.)
The Couch-Dweller has concluded, based upon the data gathered and contemplated thus far, that this has not been a fruitful endeavor, although the patient ought not kvetch in any form. Making the choice to continue with Pontifical Doc has been, and continues to be, a stupid choice made for stupid reasons.
So let us tally-fucking-ho into the stupid fucking future!
