The last time I went for a routine physical, my NP saw me at the front desk paying for it with a blank check my mother had sent me, looked at the bill, and crossed out a couple of "errors." My doctor's a total nothing, a harried family practitioner who doesn't find anybody but mothers and young children interesting and doesn't know me from Eve - but I stay with her because I love my NP! When I went to have what I thought might be a deer tick bite checked, he asked if I knew what a deer tick looked like, and when I said no, he showed me one scotch taped to a sheet of paper, and explained that Lyme disease is really pretty rare, and that my lesion looked nothing like a tick bite anyway.

Love, Colujmbine