By a mother
I’m sitting here in the waiting room of a Crown Heights doctor. I’m trying to think about anything but my bedridden husband and my 9 kids who are “patiently” waiting for me to return home while I sit here and wait for my name to be called.
I’ve finished Chitas. Checked all my starred emails, went through all class WhatsApp groups of my children and even called my parents.
And before coming here, I called the secretary twice to get a 10-minute heads up so I wouldn’t have to escape my house before the doctor was ready to see me. Yet here I am, waiting…
And how did I get here?
Six days ago, after 50 minutes of listening to the background tunes of Benny Friedman, the secretary finally picked up, “Doctors office, please hold.” I held – for another 16 minutes. This time it was to the music of Yaakov Shwekey. Only after that was I able to speak to a human and book this appointment. (And yes, there were no options. 4:45 PM or nothing, ma’am.)
In anticipation of this appointment, I consumed 7 packs of Ricola, 4 boxes of herbal tea, a quart of chicken soup and way too many self-diagnosis articles on Google.
Four nights ago, when the humidifier wasn’t doing the trick with my lingering Covid breathing, I called Hatzalah which landed me in a 2 AM hospital spree. “See your local practitioner in a few days,” the doctor on call advised after my x-rays came back fine. If only it wasn’t so complicated.
I’m not here to bash the current Crown Heights doctors – at all. As everyone knows, they are incredible superheroes who work overtime to care for me, my family and many of you. In this endless Covid craziness, they have been a beacon of light and hope throughout the madness.
I am writing this as an open plea to whoever is capable and able: Please send us some more superheroes in lab coats!
Crown Heights has 72 shuls, 11 schools and over 30 eateries. Shouldn’t the medical office numbers match up to this incredible growth?
Why should juggling mothers of large families be shlepping to Flatbush every month to get their kids braces tightened? With our booming population, we should have a selection of 4 local orthodontists to choose from!
Why does the OBGYN waiting room have a minyan of ladies constantly waiting?
Why is there no eye doctor in our beloved shchunah?
Our community just lost a beloved doctor. As of this writing, there is no word yet of a replacement. Instead, his former patients need to choose where to further clog the waiting rooms of the existing swamped practices
Crown Heights, we have a doctors crisis and we need to do something about it.