Dr. Dreds, aka, Dr. Sanford who did my back surgery, retired last month and in anticipation of my joyous move from the crap bullshit decision making of Dr. Earle and Choice Medical Group to Kaiser, I picked up a copy of my records to take to my new doctor. I didn't look at them before because I just didn't care that much, but today when I saw my new doctor I was going over why I needed a prescription for pain killers and muscle relaxers and reading her what I considered to be the pertinent parts of my surgery record when I came across my "Social History":
I yelled out, "Housewife??! That's a damn lie!" My new doctor gave me a look like I had lost my marbles and I was too flabbergasted to say anything other than, "That's a damn lie! I am not a housewife!!"
Let me make this clear, I'm not putting down the housewife by any means. In fact, I don't think there could be a more difficult or thankless job on the planet. I was just floored that I was listed as a housewife in my "social history" because if you could think of the polar opposite of "housewife" that would be my entire social history. How did Dr. Sanford think I had medical insurance? Didn't he ever wonder where my supposed husband was during my whole time at the hospital? So I did the only thing any self-supporting, non-housewife person could do and I added an addendum to my surgery record.
When I told my dad he said, "Huh, well...that's kind of not right." I said, "KIND OF not right? Dad, that's completely not right."
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