Another Doctor for Money

This is the third time that I have requested help from this pain specialist, and did I get any results in writing. NOOOOOOO! Of course not! They want me to retake several tests and take more of my money with them before they will acknowledge in writing that I am in pain. Of course, they have verbally acknowledged it until they are blue in the face. What happens when you are supposed to get a doctor's excuse for work and the doctor is worried about getting more kickbacks from tests? Well, what happens is that you lose your job.

I was talking to the doctor and he said he would be right back to finish answering my questions and he never came back. By this time I was frustrated because he wasn't listening. Maybe I wouldn't have been so angry if the doctor hadn't asked me why my regular doctor wasn't taking care of this, and no insult to my regular doctor, but I said, "Maybe he doesn't listen either".

After a ridiculously long wait, there was an assistant in the room telling me that I was done and gave me a list of places to go get the braces that he recommendeded. Didn't even give me a perscription, so that I could get reimbursed from my insurance. I tried to talk to the assistant and she was giving me advice on what type of accommadations that I need to take, but still nothing in writing, which is what my employer has requested.

I felt herded to go up to the front desk to pay my money, and the front desk staff makes me stand there with no acknowlegement for 5 minutes. I said "I'm leaving because I am upset, don't feel good, and I need to sit down, and I will be back, and of course, the girl who was ignoring on the phone, had no problem jumping up then and saying that I owed money.

In the car I cooled down with the air conditioner and rested for a while. I gave myself a pep talk to encourage myself that I could go in there and deal with it and get some action that I needed.

Back in the office, she was still on the phone and she ignored me for some long moments before she called someone over. I tried to talk to him, but he just took my credit card, and didn't even look at me. I needed to have a conversation, but no luck. CLANG. I was even startled it was so loud. I thought the thing was plastic not metal. I had picked up a name plaque in front of me that kept me from leaning against the counter for support, and slammed it down in a different location. I was hoping to get it his attention.
The girl jumped up and very snottily, said "whats your problem, slamming things around like that?".
"I'm not coming back here." I said. She got off the phone quickly (finally) and went running to the doctor to complain about me. Can you believe that; to complain about me. The man in front of me said, "Oh, that hurt my ears" multiple times and pressed his fat little fingers against one of his ears, and he continued to rub his ear as if I had slapped him.
"I will trade your hurt ear for all the pain I'm in." I said and he shut up, but didn't stop rubbing his ear with a ridiculous and overdramatic pained look on his face, and while he was doing this he wasn't taking my money.
"Would you mind letting me pay, so I can get out of here." He took it and I left.