Somedays you feel like a nut...
Well, I should officially be back to work on 4/28/03. So, by then, I need to get totally stabilized on medications so that I can act like a somewhat normal person, instead of a depressed person riddled with fatigue. I can't fuck this job up. I've fucked up one too many already.
Since I am going back to work, I had to re-schedule an appointment I had with my doctor, being that the appointment was for the end of May and I don't know if it would fit into my schedule. Plus, I want to get on T as soon as possible for obvious reasons and to help out with the fatigue thang. I find that I can deal with aches and pains but fatigue is a real fucking bummer and a downer.
So, I call the doctor and get put on hold for like 10 minutes. Then, the receptionist gets back on the phone and has no idea who she is talking to. I explain what I need to her again. She's obviously very frazzled. I ask for an appointment for the week of April 22, which was no good because my doctor is going to be on vacation (again)...the whole being off when the kiddies are off thing, you know. The receptionist hurriedly schedules me for an appointment with a doctor that I HAVE NEVER SEEN and HANGS UP THE PHONE. I was fucking livid.
Am I ever going to get on T? How fucking hard is it for me to get an appointment to see my own goddamn doctor? I hate having an HMO, where I have to make appointments to see the PCP, get a referral, wait for the referral to be processed, etc etc.
I'm irritated. Although I love my doctor's fat ass to death, she's chronically on vacation - all of the school holidays and a large part of the summer. It must be nice to be a doctor married to a doctor who works for his father where you get to take off whenever you want and go on vacation. Makes me all the more bitter being a working slob, I tell you.
I'm going to call the office *again* tomorrow and re-schedule *again* and hopefully won't get the frazzled chick on the phone, and if I am lucky, maybe I will actually get to see a provider who knows who I am?
Kael
Since I am going back to work, I had to re-schedule an appointment I had with my doctor, being that the appointment was for the end of May and I don't know if it would fit into my schedule. Plus, I want to get on T as soon as possible for obvious reasons and to help out with the fatigue thang. I find that I can deal with aches and pains but fatigue is a real fucking bummer and a downer.
So, I call the doctor and get put on hold for like 10 minutes. Then, the receptionist gets back on the phone and has no idea who she is talking to. I explain what I need to her again. She's obviously very frazzled. I ask for an appointment for the week of April 22, which was no good because my doctor is going to be on vacation (again)...the whole being off when the kiddies are off thing, you know. The receptionist hurriedly schedules me for an appointment with a doctor that I HAVE NEVER SEEN and HANGS UP THE PHONE. I was fucking livid.
Am I ever going to get on T? How fucking hard is it for me to get an appointment to see my own goddamn doctor? I hate having an HMO, where I have to make appointments to see the PCP, get a referral, wait for the referral to be processed, etc etc.
I'm irritated. Although I love my doctor's fat ass to death, she's chronically on vacation - all of the school holidays and a large part of the summer. It must be nice to be a doctor married to a doctor who works for his father where you get to take off whenever you want and go on vacation. Makes me all the more bitter being a working slob, I tell you.
I'm going to call the office *again* tomorrow and re-schedule *again* and hopefully won't get the frazzled chick on the phone, and if I am lucky, maybe I will actually get to see a provider who knows who I am?
Kael