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| - If you like your doctors rude, crude, and tattooed, Kenny Hanna is your guy. (And what kind of doctor is named "Kenny" anyway?)
I found him on my insurance company's list of providers (Anthem BC/BS) so despite my misgivings, I booked an appointment to get some answers about my hand, which has never been right since my carpal tunnel surgery in 2013 (from another doc.) But "Doctor Kenny" doesn't accept my particular "Pathway" plan, so I had to pay $225 for my initial ripoff, I mean appointment. OK, I was desperate.
When he rolled into the examining room he listened to my case history, looked at my hand (which a six-year old could see has a big distorted lump on it), and asked "why are you here?" (I thought it was obvious, but I said "my hand has been in pain since 2013.") His bright reply: "What do you want me to do?" It got better from there.
"Treat it?" I suggested. He replied, "Well, your symptoms are kind of all over the place; I could give you a steroid injection, but that costs money, and first I'd have to give you an x-ray, but that's expensive, and you don't have insurance so you can't afford it. Besides, you probably need an MRI, and that's really expensive, and then surgery...so, my dear, I don't know what to tell you." And he left the exam room. Oh, and did I mention that he shares his office with some kind of surgical supply company and the only indication that it IS his office is a desktop-published sign taped to the front door? At least his office staff is very well groomed; there must have been about four pounds of product in the receptionist's hair, styled in a sort of half-pompadour, half disconnected undercut.
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