It's the system that's sick

I have this recurring ankle problem for which I've been seeing a podiatrist for some time. Apparently though, podiatrists aren't real doctors, so when it came to referring me on to a specialist (after seeing my scary x-rays), he said I'd have to go back to my GP and do it. The closest thing I had to a GP was a practice in the city, a few blocks from work, that specialises in Travel Medicine (immunisations, innoculations, malaria tablets, etc) but also ran a general practice. I booked in and saw the doctor I saw a couple of years ago when I was feeling generally run-down and constantly tired (diagnosis: children. Condition continues). She made me a referral and wished me well. I rang the specialist and made an appointment for as soon as possible (which turned out to be late January) and was told I needed more x-rays (mmmm... radiation), which I would need my GP to organise. So, (getting to the point now) I rang the same GP and was told that the doctor I saw "was only a casual/fill-in type doc who wouldn't be working in the near future and anyway we're not taking any more general practice patients so it might be best to find somewhere else and would you like the numbers of some other doctors in the area?" I couldn't believe it. My GP just dumped me. But I'm not the kind of guy to sit at home and get all down about it. I'm now seeing someone new. He has a nice new office and was an absolute dreamboat with his smouldering English accent and his neatly pressed GazMan shirt. He's going to try to pull a few strings and get me in to a specialist sooner (because quite frankly, this constant pain is a real bitch). Oh, and I got stung by a wasp the other night. How fucked up is that?