The Fifth Stage of Hell--Doctor's Office

Hospitals are fine, I suppose. They smell too clean, but besides that, I don't know what all the hubbub is about. Maybe it's because I have to go with my step mom almost once a month for her lumbar puncture since I was little, but hospitals have never bothered me. However, going to the doctors for your own checkup is a whole nother story. I hate some man, or woman, trying to see what makes me tick. I hate the shots--I'm deathly afraid of needles, I hate the lights they shine on you, and I especially hate it when they say, "Hmm..... I'll be right back. I just need to check something," and they stay gone for a half hour or so. Plus, I hate worrying that some illness is gonna show up. Sigh.