A few days ago I visited my doctor. The week before during my checkup he said I'd need to come in again soon for some tests. When I came back to his office it was closed, so I decided to come back in a few hours. Then at 4a.m. I went to his home because I knew he wouldn't be at the office at that hour and I thought it was important to see him for those tests.

I climbed through his window and was shocked when I saw him asleep in bed. He was expecting me, and I'd kept him waiting for so long that he'd actually fallen asleep. Needless to say, I wanted to make it up to him so I went into his kitchen to prepare some food for him.

While cooikng, I needed to ask him how he wanted his meat cut. I went back into his room knife in hand and gently rocked him awake with one hand being careful to keep the knife away from him by holding it up to the moonlit window so as to see it properly and not risk putting it somewhere unpleasant. He woke up and looked at the knife. Then he started screaming.

He was upset because I didnt know him well enough to already know how he'd want his meat. I cried out, "I'm sorry, Doctor! I just wanted to make you happy! I'm sorry I don't know how you want it cut!" while waving the knife back and forth to be sure he knew I was talking about the meat.

"What are you doing here?! Keep that knife away from me!" he shrieked. I was so upset I'd made him that angry at me that I dropped to the floor crying. Still, I had to ask about the tests to be sure I'd stay in good health.

"Doctor, I need to know if I'm okay! Please, I need help!" I said craddling the knife. He sprang up and ran for the door. I went after him with the knife and caught him at the phone.

Obviousy he wanted me to cut the cord because it was so ugly. I slashed it off and grabbed him by the collar. "Doctor, the tests! Please!", I begged. He just ran off to the stairs and locked himself in his bedroom. At that point I decided I should leave.

So, can someone please help me find a new doctor?