sweet holy jesus, it's about time.

so.

madigan army medical center is the military hospital out here. when i was married, i used to go there. i was initially skeptical, but my ex-husband begged me, "just give it a chance." so i did.

after crying through a routine PAP test ("oops, sorry - i was scraping the wrong thing!" no. i am so not kidding.), i refused to go back for any women's health issue, and he did not argue. after waiting in line ten minutes to check in for an "urgent care" (i had strep) appointment and being told, "sorry, you're fifteen minutes late. we can't see you," i began avoiding madigan altogether. (and i mean, they told me to go home and call and make another appointment. i am really not joking.)

i wrote a letter to madigan to complain, and although the woman i spoke with was sympathetic, naturally nothing came of it. they're the military. they don't give a shit about their own soldiers, much less their soldier's spouses.

thank god for walter reed. that's about all i can say.