Gateway Pediatrics & Family Care Group

An urgent condition while visiting my family brought me to Gateway.
Gateway to HELL, maybe, but I should have expected it, since the names don’t match outside the clinic, the waiting room resembles a social services office in a third world country and when asked to leave a urine sample I was given a cup, lidless, «just leave it in the bathroom, anywhere.»
The bathroom, le sigh.
Not unlike an old gas station bathroom, devoid of paper towels, dignity and cleanliness, I’m supposed to leave it here?
ANYWHERE?!
NO LID?
SO VARIOUS THINGS CAN CONTAMINATE IT?
Argh, I should have walked out, but I had to see this debacle to it’s conclusion. I waited 40 minutes after my appointment time to be seen to a various assortment of rundown, shabby rooms, one for weight, another for blood pressure. Peeling linoleum, old, fading blood pressure cuffs, I’m fully prepared to see a doctor in any developing nation.
I’m just hoping I don’t pick anything up whilst trying to receive treatment…
Addendum-​the physician’s assistant Elizabeth, was the epitome of professionalism. How did she end up here?! What sort of crime did she commit? And as a bonus, I need to return in a week. Oh the humanity!