Crudup William R MD

I only gave Dr. Crudup 3 stars because I’ve only seen him once. In the future, I will adjust accordingly.
I’m 25 years old and suffer from adult acne which is frustrating and embarrassing. I have tried everything from oral antibiotics to topicals that left my skin irritated, peeling, and still breaking out. If you’re an adult with acne, this is probably the same story.
Dr. Crudup was very patient as he listened to my complaints… what I felt has worked and hasn’t worked. He took into consideration that although I have breakouts, I do have dry, sensitive skin. He came up with a one month game plan that was tailored to my skin’s needs and reassured me that we would re-​evaluate in 1 month. I feel like we are working on this together vs. being given a generic plan by a know-​it-​all doc.
Be sure to ask the staff about the costs of the prescriptions and if your insurance will cover it. The super-​friendly staff is working on this for me now.
I have definitely been recommending Dr. Crudup to my friends.

With a name like Crudup, one would think a different profession might be in order for a dermatologist. But there’s probably one named Crusty in the field, too.
However, I never judge a book by its title. It’s the content that counts (duh).
Dr William R. Crudup has been my skin doc for several years now and recently, when I had an itch I couldn’t scratch, my GP sent me to him. I had a basal cell carcinoma on my left shoulder-​blade. Fuckin’-A, not me! I don’t want to die.
I used to spend countless hours sunning myself on the beaches of California. When I was firmer and the surf was flat, I danced the days away at Sacred’s, in Palos Verdes, along with others who felt clothing was optional… mostly optional. I was a bronzed surf goddess and life could not be any better. Of course, we were ignorant of cancers and their preventions. We didn’t know what «sun block» was and indeed, anyone who produced a bottle of anything other than wine or beer was ridiculed right off the beach in shame.
«Pass me the Hawaiian Tropic and a brew and yes, you can oil my back…»
Anyway, after shitting some bricks, I asked Dr C when I should make the necessary appointment to have the damn thing removed and would I go bald. He laughed and asked if I could spare 15 minutes. WTF? He brought in a nurse, had me lay on my tummy, said I’d feel a slight sting and 10 minutes later, said I could put my blouse back on. I had been seen, diagnosed, treated and sent home all in under an hour… this from a professional medical specialist in Torrance! My mind had been blown… sans psychedelics, no less. Jerry Garcia should have been a patient of his.
Needless to say, if you have a skin concern, he gets my vote. And you don’t have to wait till November for the results, Republican, Democrat… hell, he’ll even see Liberals, P&Fs or Greenies like me.
Before leaving, Dr C says «Oh, and you can tell that sexy daughter of yours that she can dance herself silly at Sacred’s…just use plenty of sun-​block and she can leave her hat on.»
Thanks Dr C, very clever, you nasty boy… (
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P. S., The basal cell carcinoma is the least invasive, most common form of cancer and I wasn’t about to die. Someone is going to have to kill me for that to happen soon. Of course, living in the N Long Beach ‘hood, that could be anytime.