Home from the clinic...
It went well in terms of how they treated me. My appointment was at 6:30pm. My ride got a little confused and thought my name was Walter, but we got that sorted out and I got there in plenty of time.
Someone else had an emergency, one of their regular patients got slipped in to see my doctor. So I wound up waiting till about 9pm to get in. Fortunately the service for my ride is 24 hour, so I just had plenty of time in the waiting room. Good thing I brought my folding chair and Kindle.
I did a pen and wash sketch of the Golden Gate Bridge from a photo a friend gave me permission to use while I was waiting, using colored washable pens.
After my appointment, I had to wait for my ride so I drew some houses across the street from the corner I waited on by street lamp light.
They're going to wade through the paperwork and try to fight to get me all my meds. The one I talked to (not my actual doctor, a medical student I talked with who's assisting him) is going to try to get everything together so I can get all of my prescriptions. Even the ones Walgreens couldn't fill last time because it wasn't from my PCP. Well, now that I have a PCP and they know to fill out the forms for those prescriptions, hopefully it'll all be covered.
I did it. I made it through the scary appointment, was prepared with everything written down, this one also got impressed at how organized I was. When I got disoriented because I was too sick I just handed him my pre-written lists. It worked. And I'm glad I did some sketching in the waiting room too, that helped me stay sane getting in some art.
Someone else had an emergency, one of their regular patients got slipped in to see my doctor. So I wound up waiting till about 9pm to get in. Fortunately the service for my ride is 24 hour, so I just had plenty of time in the waiting room. Good thing I brought my folding chair and Kindle.
I did a pen and wash sketch of the Golden Gate Bridge from a photo a friend gave me permission to use while I was waiting, using colored washable pens.
After my appointment, I had to wait for my ride so I drew some houses across the street from the corner I waited on by street lamp light.
They're going to wade through the paperwork and try to fight to get me all my meds. The one I talked to (not my actual doctor, a medical student I talked with who's assisting him) is going to try to get everything together so I can get all of my prescriptions. Even the ones Walgreens couldn't fill last time because it wasn't from my PCP. Well, now that I have a PCP and they know to fill out the forms for those prescriptions, hopefully it'll all be covered.
I did it. I made it through the scary appointment, was prepared with everything written down, this one also got impressed at how organized I was. When I got disoriented because I was too sick I just handed him my pre-written lists. It worked. And I'm glad I did some sketching in the waiting room too, that helped me stay sane getting in some art.