Squinka's right eye: EYE DON'T LIKE THIS GUY.
Squinka's left eye: SEE WHAT YOU MEAN!
To begin with, he rushed me through the exam like we were racing to some kind of getyrglasses finish line. Just imagine you're in a darkened room, trying to adjust your eyes, then after the chart and patch for each eye is set up, there's
A BRIGHT LIGHT (ow!) and then you're asked to compare lenses one after the other only it's not:
OK how about THIS...pause as you read the line...or that.
But to the beat of a fast jackhammer- thisorthat k thisorthat k thisorthat
He slowed down after the fifth time I asked him to please slow down.
By now EYE AM EYERATE AND EYEGRAVATED.
EYENGRY even.
I tell him I don't really want the rest of the exam which would include him dilating my eyes. With the first bit of any kind of real enthusiastic attempt to connect with me he insists I agree to sign a waiver for refusing that part of the exam.
With some reluctance I agree to the glaucoma test. He tells me it's different than the way they used to do it- no more puff of air, now it's a soundwave.
ok...
THEN without telling me what substance he's putting in my eyes, he puts drops in them. Again, he seems to be in a hurry and he's quite awkward with managing any discomfort I'm feeling. My eyes feel very strange and I'm having a harder time seeing. I think about the treatment so far, wondering what's going on and say
I assume that's saline?!
Turns out it's an anesthetic called proparacane. I asked before I left, researched it later and found out it's standard for this test - which is fine. However, putting medication in my eyes without telling me what it is - NOT FINE.
It's six hours later.
My eyes are swollen.
I have a headache.
I'm contemplating either going to the ER or calling my doctor and incurring more expense, time and potential pain AND more medication ALL BECAUSE SOME DOCTOR CAN'T SLOW DOWN, and tell someone what they're doing, what medication they're using, and let the person who is getting the medication make an informed choice.
dude, I WOULD HAVE SAID NO!
I'm really sensitive, although not specifically allergic to most anesthetics. Unless it's crucial, I always refuse them as I always suffer side effects that are not worth the intended effect.
I feel like I was assaulted. ugh.
I guess I should say no one was yelling or overtly mean. I just felt like an object to be examined, assessed, medicated and billed. They offered the tests at no additional charge whenever I might want to come back. At no time did they offer to reduce the fee. And as soon as I signed the waivers they seemed to have no interest whatsoever in my well-being.
One star for everyone being somewhat polite.
One star for having an adequate level of professionalism in a fairly nice setting.
When I go to a doctor for something as important as my vision, I expect more than polite people and dirt-free floors. NOT GOOD ENOUGH. not even close. Before leaving, I definitely gave em the squinkeye.
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