Of course, the Gods are laughing at me and can't make it easy...
I get all these little notes and messages about a big announcement I have been waiting for will happen today. Sweet, maybe the doctor will finally call!
Well, yes, yes they did. Right after I punch in for work. I try to sneak to call them back and have to keep hanging up. I hope they don't have caller ID because I must have called them five times. I finally get a hold of them and it is just as bad as being home with a kid in the house. People yelling and talking and I am trying to listen to what may be very, very important news. I get somewhat what I needed to hear and hang up.
It is my break and I decide I should really know what they said. So, I call them back and leave a message. When do they call back? When I get back from my break... So, I am sitting huddled in a closet writing my test results on a box with a pencil.
Yes, and we wonder why I end up at the doctor's when this is how I handle things.
Now, to find a new PCP and get a referral to a rheumatologist. It was one of the diagnoses that was like the old SNL sketch, "This is something, this is nothing." This is positive, but it could be nothing. This is negative, but it could be something. Basically, we will see what we see and that is when we will worry about it.
Why can't They ever make things straight forward? Just once, guys?
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