Allergy Medicine

I have allergies, bad allergies. And it's spring, and trees are flowering, and flowers are blooming, and I am sneezing. So I need allergy medicine, badly need allergy medicine. And because I'm at a new school, I have to see a new doctor to get the same old allergy medicine, the life-changing, glorious allergy medicine that I've been taking for the past three years. And because I have to see a new doctor and because I couldn't remember his name and because late March and early April were busy, I put off making an appointment, not thinking that it would be difficult to schedule one at the university's "world-class medical facility" where I have my insurance-prescribed Primary Care Physician. I was wrong. I have to wait three weeks, three f*cking weeks, to meet with a doctor to get a prescription. THREE WEEKS! The next available appointment is in three weeks! How in God's green earth can a university doctor's office plausibly believe that THREE WEEKS is a reasonable amount of time for patients to wait for an appointment. And I should point out, the next available appointment date, the one in three weeks, was given to me before I even told the receptionist what I primarily want to see the doctor about. I simply told her that I'd like to make an appointment and she replied that the next available one was in three weeks. And it's not just the allergy medicine that I need. I have an assortment of other ailments I want checked out, one of which (of course) involves fears of a major illness (and "fear" is the operative word; it's probably nothing more than hypochondria and it involves nothing so crazy as worrying that I have leprosy). When I point this out to the receptionist and when I mention that I'd prefer not to be sneezing constantly for the next three weeks and when I ask if there's any way not to wait three weeks for an appointment, she says, "No, you have to wait," and hangs up. She hangs up on me! I wasn't snarky or angry or loud or anything. She simply unilaterally decided the conversation was over and hung up without so much as saying goodbye. So, this is how it appears my school's health system works. If I feel that I'm getting ill, I should schedule an appointment three weeks to a month in advance. I'm tempted to setup recurring appointments every two weeks, just in case, you know, which I'll proceed to cancel if I'm feeling fine. Three weeks! What world are these people living in?