Apr 12, 2013 13:48
Partly because I'm a little worried about the pilot program to put those on Medi-Medi into a managed care program and partly because my wheelchair is getting pretty old, I am beginning the process of getting a new power wheelchair. It begins with getting a prescription from my doctor so I can get an appointment with an occupational therapist who evaluates what I need. Got the prescription, check. Prescription faxed from my doctor to the durable medical equipment guy (in my case Wheelchairs of Berkeley), check!
At this point it was my understanding that Wheelchairs of Berkeley would contact the Occupational Therapist they work with to give me possible times to meet. Instead I just got off the phone with Wheelchairs of Berkeley who notified me that I had an appointment at 3 o'clock on the 23rd. Apparently my schedule isn't really important. I suppose I could've insisted on rescheduling, but I do want to get this over with, so I will cancel my therapy appointment to go to the OT. Not too patronizing they would assume that I would just make myself available. I'm probably annoyed more than I should be, but these or the little things that make my life so full.
disability,
life