Notes &
Settling for an English-speaking doctor
Oh, Dr. Wu.
I said I would never go back to you after my first 3 frustrating visits, but alas, I know you speak English, however condescending your tone may be, so I returned.
True to form, you reprimanded me for buying OTC medicine, “Why didn’t you just come here? It would have cost the same! Next time you should just come here.” (“You’re an idiot for trying to take care of yourself,” you said with your furrowed brow and eyes of fury.)
I didn’t dare ask the name or function of your provided pill cocktail, since you don’t listen unless you are asking the question.
And, no I don’t want to check out your church.
Photo by Beth Shea Palmer in Jhongli, Taiwan