When you arrive in Geneva you will most probably be given, at one point, a list of English speaking doctors with brief recommendations written by other expats.
This is indeed a useful list but if I can make a suggestion, I think someone should draft another list of doctors whose
secretaries speak English.
This is because you will spend a lot more time speaking to them on the telephone (unfortunately in French) rather than to the doctors themselves. What they enjoy doing when you call is ask you in detail about every single symptom you might be experiencing. What this has to do with simply booking an appointment over the telephone I will never understand, so I guess it is part of their petty revenge plan. Like vultures, they seem to be able to smell the dead meat of us people pleasers who do actually make an effort to communicate in French (and feel really bad when we make a complete mess!).
Take Fulfilled Husband for instance, he speaks his own made up French which consists of 50% Latin, 50% Spanish with a handful of French words thrown in for good measure. But since he is gifted with the most brazen face you could ever imagine, no French speaking Swiss ever dares to contradict him.
Medical secretaries in Geneva are a indeed unique breed. They appear very efficient and active when the doctor is around but deep down they are power-thirsty, miserable and a tad xenophobic. Unfortunately for us expats, we are at the receiving end of such sadistic attitudes.

Simple things like calling for an appointment won't be as easy as you expect. First of all, they will tell you “Pas possible”, that the doctor is too busy to even
possibly contemplate fitting you in earlier than three months from now. For the first couple of months after we arrived in Geneva I used to try and book appointments, receive the usual answer, then hung up, cry and eat cake.
Then one day Fulfilled Husband, who is a real pro at psychological warfare, gave it a try and .... obtained an appointment for the following afternoon !
His secret invincible strategy is this, feel free to try it: call to ask for an appointment and then wait for the usual dramatic answer. At this point do not, and I repeat do not, plead, beg or implore as this will only increase their pleasure in denying you the appointment. Once you have given them the satisfaction of saying no, simply remain silent. You might have to do this for a few minutes, but what Fulfilled Husband has discovered is that these Gallic Furies suffer from a profound
horror vacui and will become very uncomfortable if you prolong the silence for a sufficient length of time.
If you manage to keep your nerves steady during this mute arm wrestling, you will be rewarded by them breaking the silence to say they only have a free slot....the following day at 4pm !
So, as they say here,
courage and happy booking !