I want to give a shout out to all the awesome doctors and nurses out there.
In my family, we all take turns taking my grandmother to the doctor because of many different reasons. (So she isn't alone, can't drive anymore herself, make sure we understand anything medical, etc.) For most of her adult life she has visited the same doctor, who I shall call Dr. Oldie in this post.
Dr. Oldie is a decent doctor when it comes to finding what is wrong with you medically, but his people skills are lacking. For example, one time I took her and he asked me if I was her great-granddaughter. This sort of depressed my grandma because she's already upset that she has outlived her husband and one of her children, plus she is reminded everyday she isn't getting any younger with all her health issues and such. So yeah...
Every time she had to visit the doctor, she would become upset and beg us not to go. Well, some of her friends in her retired community were talking about this young new doctor, who I am naming Dr. Young for the post. They raved that he was a top notch doctor, who was "quite easy on the eyes!" (Always awesome to see 4-5 little old ladies gushing about some dude over their bingo cards.) Finally my grandma's curiosity got to her, and she made an appointment with this mystery doctor.
Her first appointment lands on a Friday afternoon. I'm usually first pick for afternoon appointments because I can easily drop my kids off at daycare and take the time off work usually. So I pick her up and take her to the office.
From the beginning the receptionist made her feel welcome and happy with a pleasant "it's nice to meet you, Ms. Karebear's Grandma. I need you to fill out some paperwork, but if you have any questions, please come up and ask. I'll be more than happy to help you!"
I know you all say that this is the receptionists job and such, but at Dr. Old's office she was usually greeted with a, "Here, fill this out and bring it back when you done." So a major step up for her.
When we got back to the room, the nurse was friendly and helpful. She made friendly chit chat while doing her nurse-y thing. She could even tell my grandmother was nervous, so she tried comforting her and such.
Then the doctor came in. Grandma actually gasped. First because I don't think she expected someone so young. Dr. Young looked like he just graduated high school rather than medical school. And secondly, he looked like a younger version of George Clooney. Score one for Grandma since she just loves, loves, loves, Mr. Clooney.
Not only was he handsome and young, he was a flatterer.
Dr: "Is this [referring to me] your twin sister?"
Grandma: *giggles like a school girl* "No, that's my granddaughter! She's the baby of the family!"
(For the first 18 years of my life, I was, until my oldest cousin had her first child... but once your the baby of the family, I guess your stuck with the title.)
Dr: "You don't even look old enough to have children, let alone grandchildren!"
He was an awesome doctor, covering all the bases while with my grandmother. He was with her for 15 minutes longer than Dr. Old ever stayed in the room. He made my grandmother feel special and comfortable. It was great to see her smiling like a little girl. I think she may have developed a crush on him as well.
By the time we were on our way home, she was singing her praises. ("His hands were just sooo soft!" "He was way gentler than Dr. Old ever was!" "His hair, his eyes! *swoon*") She called up all her friends, as well as my mom and aunts. When she got to my unmarried aunt, I think I saw the wheels in her head turning.
She told my aunt she had to take her next visit to meet the young, hot, new doctor who was very much single. (Yes my grandmother asked.) But you know what, it was amazing to see my grandmother that happy about seeing a doctor. As long as she gets the proper medical treatment she needs, she can gush and crush and swoon all she wants.
I feel there may be a lot more doctor visits in the future. Bravo Dr. Young, you made a new fan that day. (My mother also has a thing for George Clooney, I nearly facepalmed when my mother asked for his phone number so she could set up an appointment.)