We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
I once had a family practice doctor like that. When you walked into his office and sat down, he asked about work, family, stress points in your life, etc. He wasn't interested in the immediate problem until he had a context for it. I miss him very much.
My wife has been a patient of her PCP for over fifteen years. I almost always go with her to the exam room. He's my PCP as well so I have first hand knowledge that the doctor really doesn't know anything about either of us aside from what's on his computer screen. My wife and I have done a LOT in our younger days - kinda' like the things you are doing now. We built two houses with our own hands; Birthed farm animals; I helped build a couple nuclear plants and, more recently, an airplane. I still fly it but the doc doesn't know that (or care, I suspect). I used to launch Space Shuttles. He never asked about any of that. To him, we're just another couple of old people. As a matter of fact, we saw him today and it was all strictly business. He fiddled with a couple of my wife's prescriptions and that was it. Well, it was late in the afternoon and he just looked tired. You might ask, "Why don't you find another doctor?", but that's easier said than done in a small town. There are only a couple of doctors who accept new patients so we decided to stick with "the devil that we know".