Gustavo Von Der Lancken, MD

Rather than get my blood pressure through the roof with going into detail of all of my less than stellar office visits with Dr. von der Lancken, I am just going to copy and paste an email I wrote to a friend of mine on my last visit with him today. The backstory here is that I found a lump in my breast on which I had to get an ultrasound and biopsy. It turned out to be nothing, but not without a ton of hassle from this less than stellar doctor. Oh, and the biopsy site got infected, thus the pus reference. Please keep in mind this is only the half of it.
«Ok, so this effing doctor. First of all, I didn’t even get in to see him until like 45 minutes after my appointment was supposed to be. Then, I waited in one of the examining rooms for like another 30 minutes. The only satisfying part during all of this was, of course, the pus. So anyway, he literally walks in, looks at the boob hole and the infection, tells me its no big deal, it was nothing, and starts to like walk out of the room. I’m not kidding, less than 2 minutes he was in there. Or tried to be. So I am literally trying to like ask him questions and I can’t think of what to ask I just know that this appointment was going by way too fast so I’m just trying to ask him anything and I finally am just like, „Well aren’t you going to give me anything for the infection?“ and he tells me to call my gyno to see what they would give me because he doesn’t know because I’m still nursing. I’m like fucker that’s YOUR job! YOU call my other doctor and figure it out. Fuck. God, so awful. I am going to Unilocal him, I really am! So I get dressed and I realize he didn’t even explain to me WHY I got that lump in the first place. He just walked in, told me it was nothing, and left. So after I walk out he’s there filling out a chart and I just go, „Um, Dr. von der Lancken, can you like explain to me why all of this happened in the first place?“ and the nurses, I could tell, were like a little nervous because I caused such a fuss last time I was there. Fuckers.
Thank God it’s all over. If my gyno refers me to him again, I will tell him no, you find me someone else to go to. Ugh.»