Grr Arg
So there are very few things scarier than having a strange headache and a neurologist not being sure what's causing it, and the battery of tests that ensue. Of course, my own neurologist was very quick to reassure me, "If I didn't see anything wrong in my physical exam, the odds of us finding anything abnormal are next to nil." Next to nil is not far enough away from nil for my liking and a week with no school constant pain combined with my period (over-share) and the daily poking and prodding at the hands of various technicians can make a person well - be a bit of a bitch.
Sigh.
Which is why I just screamed at a medical assistant from the diagnostic imaging place on the phone.
I just. Gah. Even though I know better? (Just like I know I don't have a brain tumor) I still feel like if you're working in a place where people are being tested to see IF THERE IS SOMETHING GROWING IN THEIR HEAD you should have not a modicum of, um, decency?
So I had blood work today, and it went fine, you know, whatever, I trot back to Brooklyn for lunch and this woman calls me, I'm thinking to confirm my appointment but no - no, she needs me to call my school, go over there, wait to speak to someone, whatever, in order to get a referal from them allowing the MRI.
....
See, I love my school, and they can be super helpful, but this would only confuse them. I mean, they aren't the ones who sent me to get it done! They are the ones who sent me to a neurologist and HE is the one who wants the test.
So I mentioned this to the woman, I get silence.
The rest of the conversation goes as follows:
Me: But my school didn't refer me, so what do I do?
Her: I have no idea.
Me: Um-
Her: Yeah but you need a reference
Me: I see, well, Dr. Lee actually called you guys and made the appointment himself on Monday.
Her: Yea but you a need a reference.
Me: Okay. From him or my school?
Her: From either one. No. From your school.
****did she just decided that then as we were talking?!?!*******
Me: But they referred me out. They don't know about this appointment.
Her:......
Me: And my appointment's tomorrow morning, I doubt my school will give me an appointment before they close today.
Her:....
Me: Okay. So I take my prescription from Dr. Lee for the MRI, I show it to someone at school and get them to refer me, and I what, just bring that piece of paper -
Her: No paper. You need the reference.
Me: What is that exactly?
Her: The reference.
Me: Fine. You know. Fine. I'll do it. I'll get it and bring it but just to help you guys out, maybe you know IT WOULD'VE HELPED TO TELL ME ABOUT THIS AT TIME THAT WAS NOT LESS THAN 24 HOURS BEFORE THE APPOINTMENT BECAUSE NOW IT'S NOT REALLY LOOKING LIKE I'LL BE ABLE TO MAKE THAT APPOINTMENT AT ALL ACTUALLY AND YOU KNOW WHEN SOMEONE IS WAITING FOR NEWS LIKE THIS IT'S GOOD TO MAKE THE PROCESS RELATIVELY STRESS FREE.
It was at this point I hung up the phone. Called my school - no referral needed. Had my school call the MRI place.
I am now positive that when they inject me with dye tomorrow for contrast it will be poison.
I am a mess right now.
Sigh.
Which is why I just screamed at a medical assistant from the diagnostic imaging place on the phone.
I just. Gah. Even though I know better? (Just like I know I don't have a brain tumor) I still feel like if you're working in a place where people are being tested to see IF THERE IS SOMETHING GROWING IN THEIR HEAD you should have not a modicum of, um, decency?
So I had blood work today, and it went fine, you know, whatever, I trot back to Brooklyn for lunch and this woman calls me, I'm thinking to confirm my appointment but no - no, she needs me to call my school, go over there, wait to speak to someone, whatever, in order to get a referal from them allowing the MRI.
....
See, I love my school, and they can be super helpful, but this would only confuse them. I mean, they aren't the ones who sent me to get it done! They are the ones who sent me to a neurologist and HE is the one who wants the test.
So I mentioned this to the woman, I get silence.
The rest of the conversation goes as follows:
Me: But my school didn't refer me, so what do I do?
Her: I have no idea.
Me: Um-
Her: Yeah but you need a reference
Me: I see, well, Dr. Lee actually called you guys and made the appointment himself on Monday.
Her: Yea but you a need a reference.
Me: Okay. From him or my school?
Her: From either one. No. From your school.
****did she just decided that then as we were talking?!?!*******
Me: But they referred me out. They don't know about this appointment.
Her:......
Me: And my appointment's tomorrow morning, I doubt my school will give me an appointment before they close today.
Her:....
Me: Okay. So I take my prescription from Dr. Lee for the MRI, I show it to someone at school and get them to refer me, and I what, just bring that piece of paper -
Her: No paper. You need the reference.
Me: What is that exactly?
Her: The reference.
Me: Fine. You know. Fine. I'll do it. I'll get it and bring it but just to help you guys out, maybe you know IT WOULD'VE HELPED TO TELL ME ABOUT THIS AT TIME THAT WAS NOT LESS THAN 24 HOURS BEFORE THE APPOINTMENT BECAUSE NOW IT'S NOT REALLY LOOKING LIKE I'LL BE ABLE TO MAKE THAT APPOINTMENT AT ALL ACTUALLY AND YOU KNOW WHEN SOMEONE IS WAITING FOR NEWS LIKE THIS IT'S GOOD TO MAKE THE PROCESS RELATIVELY STRESS FREE.
It was at this point I hung up the phone. Called my school - no referral needed. Had my school call the MRI place.
I am now positive that when they inject me with dye tomorrow for contrast it will be poison.
I am a mess right now.