The wait time was a bit extreme: over 30 minutes. I was lucky enough to get to spend that time listening to three old men compare battle wounds, medications, and symptoms. Definitely feels like an old barber shop in the waiting room. Very small town feel, which is quaint and hard to find these days. When I got to see the doctor, he was very thorough and I felt listened to and cared for, except for the fact that he asked me the same questions the nurse asked me and even though he saw me nursing my son when he came in the room(seriously, I was there way longer than I should have been and my baby was starving) he gave me a Rx that you shouldn’t take while breastfeeding. He did, however, write down everything I said and took copious notes. So I don’t know what to think of that. The nurse wasn’t great. I’ve never, ever had anyone not find a good vein(and I’ve had a good amount of blood draws/donations in my day), and she ended up having to go in my hand with a smaller needle. Not that big of deal, but it was kind of annoying. I love Dr Vrushab in this practice and she’s my main doctor. I think I’ll stick with her from now on. UPDATE — At my appt, I was told that someone would call me to schedule a CT scan. It’s been almost two weeks and I haven’t received a phone call. Luckily(?) my symptoms got so bad that I ended up going to the ER; who knows when/if they would have called to get me in for that scan. Not impressive at all.