Doctors who don't give a flying monkeys left bollock.
Such as dear Dr. A. down at my local surgery. Luckily, he isn't mine (I have the hippy woman with hair down to her waist), but he is my mothers, and seeing as though she always seems to have another health problem on the go, she should really be on a first name basis with him.
Let me delight you with but a few of Dr. A's delightful quotes.

Mum: "I've got a kind of lump in my stomach, you can feel it from the outside, it's really weird and I've been throwing up a lot."
Dr. A. "Are you sure it's not fat?"

Now bearing in mind that my mother is a 52 year old woman who whilst on the curvy side for most of her life, isn't a complete window-licker. As she later said, "I'm pretty sure I know what my own fucking fat feels like." (Turned out she had a massive hiatus hernia in her stomach.)

Mum (on another trip to the doctors): "I've got a bump on my head, and it's growing. I haven't hit it on anything, and it feels all wobbly inside it."
Dr. A "You must have hit it, it's just a bruise."

(Turned out to be a cyst on top of her head that exploded one night... it wasn't pretty..)

So this doctor and my mother have been unspoken enemies from Fatgate till this very day.
On the plus side, he's more than happy to sign any form of sick-note that comes his way, which working for RBS is pretty handy.
(pinkpunkpython is skinning up, Fri 28 May 2010, 20:07, 1 reply)

Any doctor who can't diagnose a sebaceous cyst
should be struck off. I've had loads of them and it's obvious what they are.
( K2k6 has a proper job these days, Mon 31 May 2010, 8:58, closed)