Wednesday, March 3, 2010
*********Please ignore the words highlighted in green - I went to an online spell checker and it virused my post with adds somehow. I checked the html and everything but can't figure out how to get rid of it. Dickfaces, I won't go there again. And YES, those are the words I spelled wrong, I'm stoopid ok?****
Going to the doctor in Mexico can be quite a shocker for someone from the U.S. The first time I took Chino I was amazed to see that their check in procedure involves no computers or records or asking about allergies and such. It was a lady at a desk with a sign in sheet, a scale and a tape measure. There were no nurses, just the receptionist and she was the one to take height, weight and a measurment of the waist. Temperature? Blood pressure? Nope.
When it was Chino's turn we were hustled into an office with a big fat man sitting behind a desk and asked to sit down. The whole experience was no more than the doctor listening to the complaint, asking a couple of questions and sliding a prescription across the desk. He never touched Chino once.
The biggest shocker, and my favorite was the prescriptions he received. He had some sort of weird back pain that was freaking him out because he wasn't sure if it was his kidneys or actually his back, and the doctor ended up prescribing two weeks of some pills and a couple of shots.
For back pain. ??
The best part was on the way home when I opened up the box for the shots and inside found a needle and a teeny glass vial. You actually have to break the top off the glass vial (it kind of pops off and I think they used to use these in the old days?) draw the shot and give it to yourself. Or have your wife do it.
If you're wife is a big chicken *BUKAAWWWW!!!* you can go to any pharmacy here and the cashier will take you in the back, pop your vial, ask you to drop trou and stick your booty. (Is it just me or does that sentence sound dirty?) Anyways.
If you've never received a butt shot before and don't know the procedure you might get a tad confused and drop your draws to the floor, undies and all, to the surprise of the receptionist and horror of your wife screeching out "OMG pull up your pants, she only needs the top of one cheek!! SHIT!" *AHEM* You know, I mean, it could happen. *cough*
Chino went yesterday to inquire if I might be able to get allergy shots here at the farmacias and ended up coming home with one of those damn boxes filled with you guessed it, the vial and needle. Doctor? Prescription? Nah, not here in Mexico, you just tell 'em what you want and they sell it to you.
The punk said he would be happy to give me the shot, no chicken there, but I'm going to take my chances with the cashier at the pharmacy instead. I just . . . Huh uh. No. Wish me luck! :)