This is a good example of frustration comedy. The Doc kept getting patients who didn't want to get treated. First was Louisa, of course. Aunt Joan called the Doc because she saw Louisa winded after moving furniture in her new home. Then the McLynns who wanted him to sign for their PWD parking application but did not want to be evaluated. After that was the school secretary who was so obviously ill but insisted it was only hay fever. Lastly, it was the Doc himself who frustrated Edith for not confronting his hemophobia head on. In the end everything resolved itself. Louisa got to have her cake and eat it too. The McLynns were given the right diagnosis so they were on their way to getting proper treatment. Hay fever lady got antibiotics. And the Doc finally agreed to see a therapist.
Edith smirked at Louisa at the end perhaps thinking she won this round. She thinks she's a step closer to getting the Doc back to London, back to surgery, and them back together as a power couple all because the Doc agreed to see a therapist.
I know the back and forth bickering between the Doc and Louisa in the past was the customary vehicle used to push the romantic angle. If this was a Hollywood flick, some extra would be saying, "Get a room." But this time, their repartee rubbed me the wrong way. I can't believe the Doc would be so narrow-minded to think that women can't raise children and have a job at the same time. I know it's supposed to be his "concern" for Louisa and his child but he just came off backward and misogynistic. Then there were the "fat" and "obese" bombs from Al and Pauline. I'm not really hardcore politically correct but putting those together just got my goat.
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