Let me in, let me in!!

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So, when I took my husband to the clinic, I knew that there would be a person at the door, screening. That was before you ever got to the lobby. They did their questionnaire, took your temperature, gave you a mask if you did not have one and asked you to use sanitizer. Pretty straight forward, no one waiting in the waiting room at all. The trouble was, they had to send him on to the VA--over an hour away. We got to Wichita by our regular route. The gate was closed. In fact all the entrances except one were closed. You had to talk to the VA Police. "Why are you here?" they wave you on, up the only open drive, to a person standing out asking "why are you here, where are you going?" When I first saw her she was not signaling to stop, was not in a uniform, and honestly, I thought she was just wanting to cross the parking lot. I drove past, slowly, and got yelled at to come back. Up and around and down the only open drive. Masked man, with stickers. "Hi, why are you here? Where are you going?" Oh, okay, wait, I can't let you go until I screen you. All the usual questions about symptoms and travel, etc. Then he gives each of us a dated sticky colored dot. I proceed to the ER entrance. Bob gets out. I park and go in to catch up. Things have changed again from when we were there a month ago. Layered plastic curtains in front of the desk. Same old questions. Bob wanted to open the curtain so he could hear, got yelled at. I answered the questions for him. They asked me if he could be left alone? Yes. No one in the waiting room, no one except patients allowed to be in the building. I went out to wait in the car. He was seen quickly, helped quickly. He called me, and they escorted him out to the car. Ta Dah, the end. Back out through the only open driveway and out to Wichita, Ks. again. I know why they have to be careful, but it seemed to be a labyrinth getting in and out. I hope they are able to open up more soon.