Dr. Singer
Well, that’s messed up. I just received a canned letter from my primary care physician saying she is quitting the practice. The fact that she is also a local singer is something I have been in denial about because I just can’t think about her being this struggling entertainer when she is such a cool doctor.
Actually, I can’t say she is exactly “struggling,” seeing as how she’s played in all these slick venues with some popular bands.
And, can you imagine all the time and MONEY that was spent on her medical degree??! Wow…and to just throw it all away like that just to be a someone belting out songs in front of people who have the full intention of having a good time and getting a little drunk? I’m sure she doesn’t see it as “throwing it all away” because she is following her true passion, but come on!
I first knew about her side career before I met this doctor. (Whose name is withheld for obvious reasons.) Naturally, I Googled the heck out of her. There were two batches of information—one for a really good family practitioner, and one for a really talented singer.
I felt a little excited about having an entertainer as a doctor, but it just conflicted inside me. How could someone be so awesome in two completely lines of work? I really wanted to believe that there were TWO people in the Google searches, one a doctor and one a singer, here in Austin, both with a quite unique name. Just a coincidence.
When I made my first appointment with her, and she walked in wearing a Jackie Brown suit and silver shoes, it was pretty much confirmed to me then that she was one and the same–doctor/singer.
I kept the Googling to myself. I mean, it is so creepy to know someone Googled you, even though we allll do it!
Also, I had to restrain myself from asking for an autograph because the simple fact is that I am a whore for live Austin music.
As my doctor, I appreciated her modern touch and she seemed to have an actual interest in what I had to say, and she even asked me to email her some articles I had read about a health worry I was having.
It’s a coincidence that it’s that time of year at work where we have to review our healthcare options and I have been meaning to schedule an appointment with my now-former doctor, especially after my father dutifully reminded me about having regular blood pressure and dietary check-ups at “your age.” auwe!!!!
Now I have to find another doctor. egh… How can my next doctor follow up the essence of COOL?
