Now I'm grateful for doctors, they help us with our boo-boos and prescribe awesome drugs and only ever need to be sued now and then, but I must admit I don't like going to them! They give me the shivers and that's only partly due to the fact that they NEVER heat up the frikkin' stethoscope!
I think it's because I remember that they got where they are today by slicing up cadavers, that's never very reassuring when you go into an operating room, I mean mess up on a corpse its not exactly going to say, "Ow! Ow! Ow! You're doing it wrong doc and now I'm effectively neutered!"
I also don't like going because of the chance that the doc will find some hitherto unknown sickness or disease in me. Like it was never there till Doctor Meddle went ahead and found it and forced it to make it's presence felt!
Also doctors can be very clinical, so to speak. They're not too good with their bedside manner and can break the most ghastly news without breaking a sweat. "You're going to suffer like no one's business, here's some medicine and don't forget to pay at reception!" Ta doc, your a gem!
Of course it's nice when the lad* gives you a clean bill of health and all, that's peachy, but of course by the time you've paid up for learning that sterling bit of info, your now anemic wallet tends to leave you lightheaded and woozy and in need of medical attention!
Doctors, can't live with em, can't live without em, can't rely on religious healers to make THE SERPENT BE GONE!!
* Yes I know there are woman doctors as well, with hands just as cold and eyes like gimlets, but I'm quiet keen on some social stereotypes!
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