Do you need to get something off your chest? by Anonymous Dear Kaiser Urgent Care Nurse, Never in my 30 years of life have I had a positive experience at a Kaiser. While I am grateful for health insurance, when I took a new job this year, and they told me their insurance was Kaiser, it was enough to make me second-guess taking the position. But alas, a miracle has happened.  In September, I went to urgent care, accompanied by my best friend, for a sharp pain in my side. I truly thought this would be an embarrassing experience where the doctor would tell me I had gas or, worse, I was just hella constipated. Joke’s on me, it was appendicitis, and I was set to have surgery the next day. There was no need for my best friend to stay with me all night while I went from sleeping to waking up for more pain meds, so I sent her home. This left me alone for the next eight to 10 hours. My first nurse was incredible, laughing at how I call Gabapentin “Gabby P” and being an all-around delight. At some point, my new nurse came in, and I noticed right away he was pleasant but also was not fucking around. If I were in pain, he wanted to know, and he wanted to help.  When I was set to go down to pre-op, I started to have a panic attack. He sat his ass down in a chair in front of me and talked through every anxiety I had around my first ever surgery. I cannot thank this man enough for his kindness, his authenticity, and his care. It’s one thing for a nurse to stand there and say it will all be okay; it’s another for them to literally sit with you and your discomfort. Kaiser is lucky to have him as a nurse, and I only wish I remembered his name, but he kept me up to date on pain meds and swaddled in warm blankets like a Victorian plague child—it’s all a blur.  The next time I was at urgent care a few days later, Kaiser went back to their regularly scheduled disappointing bullshit, and my nurse in shining armor was not there.  With love, A girl without an appendix Do you need to get something off your chest? Submit an I, Anonymous and we'll illustrate it! Send your unsigned rant, love letter, confession, or accusation to [email protected]. Please remember to change the names of the innocent and the guilty. ...read more read less