On a different note, after surgery one time I had developed a bed case of pluerisy w/ plural adhesions. This is when your lungs swell up, fill with fluid, hurts like you would not believe (well maybe WE would), the adhesion are your lungs sticking to your ribs - this has to be cut away, plus it will drown you dead in your sleep if not taken care of in time (deep breath). So, I called the **** that performed the surgery to ask for more painkillers. He told me I was a drug addict plain and simple. His exact words were "you don't need more percocet you need to go to drug rehab, you're a junkie, listen to yourself you have all the classic signs!...". Within a week I had emergency surgery that I barely made it through.
IF I HAD LISTENED TO HIM I WOULD BE DEAD.
Oh, he was at a hospital in Rockville Centre, NY.
I was really put off of male Doctors (I'm a guy ) because of that. I find females to be much more sympathetic and human than these ego driven, greedy dirtbags that have the audacity to call themselves doctors.
By the way - I'd throw that doctor a bottle of advil and aim for his injury! (jaded? you betcha!!)