In this upcoming virtual visit, I guess I’m the patient. I’m likely not ill but I’m certainly not the healthcare provider, which leaves pretty much only one role. Patient it is.
And I’m pretty much OK with that, even though it feels like a role lacking personal agency. A passive role. A do-unto-me role. But although I can be the patient, I cannot be patient. And as my wait extends from 5 minutes to 50, it seems more and more like an unreasonable request.
I realize, not for the first time, that technology is an assist, not a magic wand. And I realize that even with all the changes brought and wrought by the COVID-19 lockdown, some things aren’t all that different: I, for example, am still waiting for the healthcare provider.
But patient though I be, I be not patient, so I think I’ll just wait. I figure that’s pretty much all they should have asked for anyway.