Ms. Stannum: "I need to see the doctor, but want to ask some questions first."
Mary: "Okay, what can I help you with?"
Ms. Stannum: "I'm having terrible problems on my left side, and I need to know what's going on. But I can't have any tests, so is he the kind of doctor who will order them?"
Mary: "Well, that's something he would have to decide during the appointment, but I can tell you that he does order MRI's and labs, and...."
Ms. Stannum: "DIDN'T YOU JUST HEAR ME? I said I can't have any tests! I'm deathly allergic to the metal used in needles to draw blood and those electrodes they put on your skin!
Mary: "All right, but..."
Ms. Stannum: "And the magnetic rays and X-rays that scanners give off devastate me. I mean, I've had them in the past from all my other neurologists, but then I'm bed-bound for weeks afterwards. WEEKS. Last time I had to take short term disability until I could recover from the effects they have on my brain waves."
Mary: "Maybe you..."
Ms. Stannum: "And I can't take any pills. The chemicals they use in them are all poisons to me. I've nearly died from them thousands of times. LITERALLY. THOUSANDS! So I need a doctor who can help me get better, but who won't make me have any tests or take any pills."
Mary: "I don't think Dr. Grumpy and you would be a good match. You might want to try another office."
Ms. Stannum: "That's the problem with modern medicine. Nobody cares about helping sick people."