Skaggs Urgent Care Plus

This was the best health care facility I’ve ever visited. Anywhere. Period. If you get sick in Branson, do not go anywhere else.
I’d had this glorious dream vacation to Branson planned for months (I work at a nonprofit, ok? You have your dreams. I have mine.) Unfortunately, I came down with what I thought was the flu a few days before the big trip. Stubborn idiot that I am, I decided to go ahead and try to live my dream of kettle corn and banjo jamborees. Big mistake.
By the end of the four hour drive from St. Louis, it was clear I needed to go to Urgent Care. But where? Were there urgent care facilities in Branson? Would I need to buy a dinner package? Would Yakov Smirnof give me a shot with a comically huge needle?
After a quick Unilocal search, I found Skaggs. I was a little nervous because it wasn’t called Saint Skaggs Mercy or Skaggs International Hospital or something, but my 103 fever forced me to take a chance.
I went at 8 am on Saturday morning and was taken back right away. No paperwork. No hoops to jump through. And everyone working was so incredibly nice. Nice counts for everything when you feel terrible.
The nurse, Amy, was quite possibly the kindest woman I’ve ever met. I immediately wanted her to win the lottery. She was very warm and made me feel a little less icky by complimenting the shoes I had on. It’s like, yeah you haven’t had the energy to shower in two days, but girl your shoes are lookin’ GOOD. I really appreciated her.
The only thing better than Amy was my doctor. Dr. Goodwin is the director of the facility and I can say, without hesitation, that he is the best doctor I’ve ever seen. If you can request doctors, go with him. He listened to my lungs and discovered my flu was actually pretty serious pneumonia. He ordered a chest x-​ray and bloodwork and I thought «Great. This will take forever.» But I had both done in under 20 minutes. Crazy. You do NOT get that kind of service in St. Louis.
I got my prescriptions and was out the door with the instruction to absolutely stop back in the next morning so the doctor could listen to my lungs again. When I went back the next day, it was just as good as the first visit.
Moral of the story: I shouldn’t have tried to make the trip in my condition, but at least I got great medical attention. This is a top-​notch facility and if I could pack up the whole Urgent Care and move them to St. Louis I would.