GP's Receptionists

[BPD_LE]

They ask why you want the appointment when you try to book one. Guy in front of me, English obviously not his first language, says 'sexual penis'. My turn, I say 'faulty ligature'. All before 8.15am. Gonna be a long day for her.

 

[SadSack]

lol "sexual penis". I have to wonder what he meant by that. ED perhaps?

I do not envy the job of receptionists at all. I'm sure they hear some zany things.

 

[Emerald]

Being a receptionist would be enough to make me want to cbt.

 

[BPD_LE]

Just an update. I saw a doctor. Told her I tried to hang myself last night and the soonest appointment I was offered was next Friday. I'm laughing but it's not funny really. Good job I don't care whether I live or die. How has the UK got this bad?
Should of said I also have a sexual penis, probably get seen quicker.

 

[Rachel74]

They are nosy cunts! The one at my surgery what do you want to see him for, I said it's confidential, she said well if you can't tell me I can't book you in.
I hung up in the end.

 

[LonelyLight]

They are nosy cunts! The one at my surgery what do you want to see him for, I said it's confidential, she said well if you can't tell me I can't book you in.
I hung up in the end.

Mines the very same!! Shes a stuck up bitch! Everytime I try to see my actual doctor and not one of the others in the place, it's always the same thing, "is it an emergency?" "Yes" "well what is the emergency??" "Can I just have the appointment???" "Hes only free for emergency appointments" in the end I do without the appointment. Fucking cant stand the bitch.

 

[woxihuanni]

I think shrinks do harm not good, but I had to see one to get xanax to go with SN. So I have to talk to the nurse to see him. I said I lost a friend and I'm grieving. The way she interrogated me left me feeling dirty for days.

Honestly, shrinks are there to work on your emotions. Emotions cannot be worked on or fixed. The only way we won't be destroyed by emotions is if we can recognise them and let them go through us without turning them into reactions. Much, much easier said than done but that's the reason why years of therapy does fuck all for a lot of people.

That said, this works if there IS something beyond emotions. A core self, a mind that knows what it has to give and what it truly needs. Some of your needs will be dubbed wrong by society, by your best friend, by your shrink. That's because nobody gives a fuck what you need, they only care if you can play your script without being a nuisance. Rant over.

 

[Rachel74]

Mines the very same!! Shes a stuck up bitch! Everytime I try to see my actual doctor and not one of the others in the place, it's always the same thing, "is it an emergency?" "Yes" "well what is the emergency??" "Can I just have the appointment???" "Hes only free for emergency appointments" in the end I do without the appointment. Fucking cant stand the bitch.

Is it urgent? Why the fuck would I be calling for an appointment if it wasn't.
Last time I said I tried to kill myself! Silence on the phone! I'll get the Dr to call you. He did 3 hrs later! FFS!

 

[BPD_LE]

My receptionists expression didn't change at all when I said the reason was a faulty ligature. But then it didn't change for sexual penis man either. It must be a skill she's learnt. I had to turn round because I was laughing, then I remembered I was there because I was suicidal, which just made me laugh more at the ridiculousness of the situation.

 

[woxihuanni]

My receptionists expression didn't change at all when I said the reason was a faulty ligature. But then it didn't change for sexual penis man either. It must be a skill she's learnt. I had to turn round because I was laughing, then I remembered I was there because I was suicidal, which just made me laugh more at the ridiculousness of the situation.

Well I must admit we experience some priceless dark humour in what remains of our lives.

 

[Bathsheba]

My receptionists expression didn't change at all when I said the reason was a faulty ligature. But then it didn't change for sexual penis man either. It must be a skill she's learnt. I had to turn round because I was laughing, then I remembered I was there because I was suicidal, which just made me laugh more at the ridiculousness of the situation.

Someone going to the Dr about his sexual penis is my favourite thing I've heard all day

 

[Deleted member 1465]

Thank you I just laughed I haven't done that for soooo long
And yes doctors are shit. I'm now housebound but my gp won't come and see me they say they'll send the acute visit nurse then call back and say they are not coming. Er... I wanted a gp!
Oh dear I'm now having to resist the urge to reply to every thread with

Sexual penis

 

[Misanthrope]

How has the UK got this bad?

Same reason everything gets worse. Profit before people's pain. Vested interests are busy carving up the NHS and to achieve that GP's also get 'reorganised.' Throw in some target culture from idiotic meddling politicians that do not understand the front line services. A shortage of beds, dangerous caseloads and a strong desire to play pass the parcel with human lives so no one is responsible. It is all a recipe for collateral damage. It is also a country afflicted by ideological austerity. Which demands people do more with less. Which is about as achievable as feeding more people with less food... Combined it creates a big que even for people in a crisis state. As everything these days works on triage and you are not out to lynch a politician. Which I am certain will get you fast tracked but in a heavy handed manner. Sick isn't it.

Your wait is very laughable in just how absurd it is. Can you hold out that long? What are you expecting from help any way? There any one in your life that is even supporting you at this time?

 

[Deleted member 1465]

Same reason everything gets worse. Profit before people's pain. Vested interests are busy carving up the NHS and to achieve that GP's also get 'reorganised.' Throw in some target culture from idiotic meddling politicians that do not understand the front line services. A shortage of beds, dangerous caseloads and a strong desire to play pass the parcel with human lives so no one is responsible. It is all a recipe for collateral damage. It is also a country afflicted by ideological austerity. Which demands people do more with less. Which is about as achievable as feeding more people with less food... Combined it creates a big que even for people in a crisis state. As everything these days works on triage and you are not out to lynch a politician. Which I am certain will get you fast tracked but in a heavy handed manner. Sick isn't it.

Your wait is very laughable in just how absurd it is. Can you hold out that long? What are you expecting from help any way? There any one in your life that is even supporting you at this time?

You are correct in the pass the parcel attitude I've first hand experience of that. If I was well and was advocating for a friend or family I'd go in guns blazing when seeing that sort of treatment. Alas, I have no one to advocate for me so my parcel is truly passed.
The UK really is fucked. We will start to see just how badly by the end of the month.

 

[Misanthrope]

Do you happen to have a Mind in your area? They can sometimes have advocates available and people are more successful in getting their needs met if they have one. If they don't some other charities might. But like everything else they are drowning and what is available anywhere at any given time is a postcode lottery.

 

[Stan]

I'd like to share an old experience I had with a GP receptionist quite a few years back. For our friends outside of the US, lets give some explanation. Our primary health care service is delivered by GP's (General Practitioners) who are doctors that work out of surgeries located in the community. They have receptionists who frequently abuse their power as they are the gatekeeper to seeing the doctor so they extort information from you regarding your condition, I personally think its for their own entertainment. They do this in open so everyone can hear your potentially embarrassing complaint which I personally think is really bad. We know the information is not passed on because when you do get facetime with the doctor, they have no idea why you are there. Onwards to my story.

Suffering from a slipped disc,went to the doctor. Prior to going to the surgery, I picked up a jar of homemade green jerk sauce from a friend, it was one of my favourite things to cook with, stored in an anonymous glass jar. Went to the surgery, long line of people. When I go to third in the queue, I could hear the receptionist asking the awkward question with the "if you don't tell me, I can't book an appointment" challenge. My turn. "Reason for appointment?" Didn't even give me more than a passing glance. "Well I have some trouble with my bowels" I replied. " I brought a sample for the doctor to look at". I reached into my bag and placed the jar of dark green cooking sauce on the counter noisily". The receptionist literally jumped back a few feet in shock, told me to put it away and take a seat. Another thing about receptionists is that they can dictate where in the queue you are and how long you wait. I noticed after a while she kept on looking over at me with a bit of a snarl on her face and a bit of whispering to the other receptionists who started looking over. So I thought i would take it up a level. Brought out the jar and and when they next had a 'stare at Stan' moment, I opened the lid, popped my finger in, tasted it and said loudly "yeah, that does not taste right". Funny enough I was the next patient called.

 

[woxihuanni]

I'd like to share an old experience I had with a GP receptionist quite a few years back. For our friends outside of the US, lets give some explanation. Our primary health care service is delivered by GP's (General Practitioners) who are doctors that work out of surgeries located in the community. They have receptionists who frequently abuse their power as they are the gatekeeper to seeing the doctor so they extort information from you regarding your condition, I personally think its for their own entertainment. They do this in open so everyone can hear your potentially embarrassing complaint which I personally think is really bad. We know the information is not passed on because when you do get facetime with the doctor, they have no idea why you are there. Onwards to my story.

Suffering from a slipped disc,went to the doctor. Prior to going to the surgery, I picked up a jar of homemade green jerk sauce from a friend, it was one of my favourite things to cook with, stored in an anonymous glass jar. Went to the surgery, long line of people. When I go to third in the queue, I could hear the receptionist asking the awkward question with the "if you don't tell me, I can't book an appointment" challenge. My turn. "Reason for appointment?" Didn't even give me more than a passing glance. "Well I have some trouble with my bowels" I replied. " I brought a sample for the doctor to look at". I reached into my bag and placed the jar of dark green cooking sauce on the counter noisily". The receptionist literally jumped back a few feet in shock, told me to put it away and take a seat. Another thing about receptionists is that they can dictate where in the queue you are and how long you wait. I noticed after a while she kept on looking over at me with a bit of a snarl on her face and a bit of whispering to the other receptionists who started looking over. So I thought i would take it up a level. Brought out the jar and and when they next had a 'stare at Stan' moment, I opened the lid, popped my finger in, tasted it and said loudly "yeah, that does not taste right". Funny enough I was the next patient called.

Stan, you are one of my favourite people in this world.

 

[Stan]

Receptionists are bullies, through the abuse of power. Most bullies wilt when you take that power away from them. I tended to make an absolute exhibition of it when I saw it back in the day. Keeps me entertained! Sadly seemed to have lost the power a bit lately.

 

[woxihuanni]

Receptionists are bullies, through the abuse of power. Most bullies wilt when you take that power away from them. I tended to make an absolute exhibition of it when I saw it back in the day. Keeps me entertained! Sadly seemed to have lost the power a bit lately.

Give it to them as you breathe, you have it in you!

 

[Deleted member 1465]

I'd like to share an old experience I had with a GP receptionist quite a few years back. For our friends outside of the US, lets give some explanation. Our primary health care service is delivered by GP's (General Practitioners) who are doctors that work out of surgeries located in the community. They have receptionists who frequently abuse their power as they are the gatekeeper to seeing the doctor so they extort information from you regarding your condition, I personally think its for their own entertainment. They do this in open so everyone can hear your potentially embarrassing complaint which I personally think is really bad. We know the information is not passed on because when you do get facetime with the doctor, they have no idea why you are there. Onwards to my story.

Suffering from a slipped disc,went to the doctor. Prior to going to the surgery, I picked up a jar of homemade green jerk sauce from a friend, it was one of my favourite things to cook with, stored in an anonymous glass jar. Went to the surgery, long line of people. When I go to third in the queue, I could hear the receptionist asking the awkward question with the "if you don't tell me, I can't book an appointment" challenge. My turn. "Reason for appointment?" Didn't even give me more than a passing glance. "Well I have some trouble with my bowels" I replied. " I brought a sample for the doctor to look at". I reached into my bag and placed the jar of dark green cooking sauce on the counter noisily". The receptionist literally jumped back a few feet in shock, told me to put it away and take a seat. Another thing about receptionists is that they can dictate where in the queue you are and how long you wait. I noticed after a while she kept on looking over at me with a bit of a snarl on her face and a bit of whispering to the other receptionists who started looking over. So I thought i would take it up a level. Brought out the jar and and when they next had a 'stare at Stan' moment, I opened the lid, popped my finger in, tasted it and said loudly "yeah, that does not taste right". Funny enough I was the next patient called.

Stan you are the second person to make me laugh tonight. Thank you.
Anyone who can make me laugh despite my inevitable decline can have a Sexual Penis Award.

(Please don't take that in the wrong way!)