My favorite Doctor retired

I just called up my doctors office to make an appointment with my favorite doctor. Turns out she doesn't work there anymore. She just retired, she's gone. In these moments we feel an immediate feeling of betrayal. About thirty seconds later you think, " Wait, it's not like she owes me anything" before accepting that whatever common ground you guys stood on, was just a five minute exchange of good feels. Nothing more, nothing less. I must admit, I was proud of how shocked i sounded. I muttered a weak, " Oh " and paused for about five seconds before the receptionist asked me if i wanted to make an appointment with another doctor. I think i made it clear that this doctor was special to me and her going away really meant something.
I made an appointment with another doctor but that sense of betrayal is still there. Even though i know it isn't, even though i know i'm sort of being silly about it all.

If you're anything like me, you really cherish the genuine good moments that you have with people who don't have to be nice to you at all. Especially doctors who are up to their ears in appointments and probably with a dozen or so hypochondriacs who really have nothing wrong with them. Try to get out of that one, telling someone that they're just crazy and that their health is in good nick.
Going to the doctor isn't a usual thing for me but when i do, my morale is oh so low. For one, i feel like every single doctor i see feels like i'm one of those hypochondriacs who are just medical drama queens wanting to have some attention poured onto them. Well, i am not. But that doesn't matter, they all think i am anyway. The thing doctors should remember is that they are somewhat the closest thing to gods in our lives. We obey doctors orders, we take their word for which medicines to take, we nod and nod to what they have to say about our bodies and our mental states. So what happens when we visit a doctor and they shrug us off like we're nothing but another appointment? We feel like there's literally nobody else left in the world for us.

This doctor i had was the one last shred of hope that i had in the medical community. They say experience shapes our view of the world. Well, let's just say that my view of the medical community is dim at best and resentful at worst. But she was different. The last time i saw her, she made me feel like my troubles were worth it, that what i was feeling was totally valid. That I wasn't just some kind of poor little saddo who needed to cry and have someone listen to their first world problems. I mean the realisation that i was speaking to a human being was nothing short of absolutely special. Doctors are already so inhuman with their advanced knowledge of all things anatomy and brain that when they distance themselves in order to be 'professional', they seem like they're in another world altogether. I'm not saying come closer, more like just have some humanity. I guess that's why i miss her so much. The humanity of it all. Showing some heart and some feeling towards her patients and actually being a warm person first.