Patient
I was referred to this guy after being taken to the ER in an ambulance for symptoms of a heart attack. He was incredibly rude and harsh, alternately accusing me of wasting his time and trying to "trip me up" by finding "holes" in my story (I had been alone when I called the ambulance. He asked why I wasn't admitted "if it was such a big deal" and I said they wanted to admit me, but I refused because it was my son's last weekend to go camping and I didn't want to disappoint him by being stuck in the hospital. The doctor said, "You said you were alone!" in this accusatory voice and I calmly said, "Yes, I was when I called the ambulance. My husband and son came to meet me in the hospital. My son had been planning to spend the weekend with me, but he had school that day. My husband brought him when school ended"). Basically, he treated me like a hypochondriac who enjoys visiting doctors and bothering them with imaginary symptoms, rather than what I am: someone who was told by multiple doctors to see a cardiologist to follow up after an ER admission. Maybe when he went to med school, they were still teaching doctors that women were "prone to hysteria" and couldn't be trusted. Save yourself some grief and see someone with an ounce of bedside manner.