An American walk in medical clinic

The penguins are sick of the virus masters controlling their days... Time to see who is the most onerous... The virus masters or the American medical system...


Dr Google is not all bad... He gives us the number of the Norwalk emergency and walk-in medical centre... Another pleasant taxi driver.... We arrive... The centre looks a little tatty... Opposite a Walmart...

Walk in.... Oh dear... Looks more tasty inside than out... Now come on... Tatty is a little harsh... Tired... Yes tired... Clean... Well maybe... Perhaps it is just the centre's tiredness that makes the penguin alert to the potential for the virus masters and bacterial tycoons to use this place as a source of new hosts...

Walk up to the counter... Yes sir... I am greeted without eyes rising from the computer screen... Could I see a doctor... Your health card please.. The eyes still fixed on the screen... I don't have one.. I am from overseas... The eyes rise to engage me... She rises... Fill this out.. There are four pages... The visit will cost you $145 plus any laboratory costs... The forms are filled out... We sit.. What is in store for us...

The door opens.. Another customer for the walk in centre... We are greeted with a smile... A look of concern... What are you doing here... A friend of Simon and Amy.... This is a great place... They are quick and kind... I come in here for advice often she says.... The penguins relax...

In no time we are called... A male nurse in scrubs that have seen better days... Small... Pimply faced... An attempt at a moustache that should never have been made... He asks for our card.. Payment in advance... We oblige... Our confidence has regressed to former levels... Into the consultation room.... Functional... Funny seat come bed complete with continuous roll of protective paper... Questions... Blood pressure... Temperature... Oxygen levels... Weight... The doctor will see you shortly...

Two minutes... In comes a two year graduate doctor... Delightful young woman... Australia... Never been there... When I was 13 my parents gave me a choice.. They would either take me to Australia or they would take me on a cruise... Regretted my decision ever since she says...

Thorough... Some antibiotics... Also some allergy treatment... Pollens over here are different she says... We walk out satisfied... That was not too bad an experience...

Fill the scripts at Walmart... Where do we get a taxi.... Ask that man.... No idea he says... Sorry he says... We look around... The man returns... What am I doing he says... I have a cell phone... I can call one for you... Is that an accent from down under he says... He calls the taxi company ... Where do you want to go... Rowayton... I live in Rowayton... I will drive you... Retired from the finance industry... Looking after an elderly father.... Into his Mercedes.... Another lovely American...


 

 

 

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