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Laughing When The Doctor’s Office Screws Things Up
They may think M.D. stands for Minor Deity, but they really are just human like the rest of us
Yesterday I had quite a frustrating day. I spent some time ranting and raving. Was this a productive use of time? Not really, but it made me feel better.
The issue came down to scheduling mishaps and miscommunications.
I needed to schedule an MRI to make sure that my bone cancer was actually shrinking and not growing. That’s an important metric. Unfortunately, MRIs are tough for me. I need to be sedated to get through them, and so I need a ride.
I also need a blood test done.
Ideally, I could schedule both tests the same day — do the blood draw first, then take the sedative and get the MRI done.
I specifically asked, the last time I had chemo, that I could have everything scheduled the same day. I asked a couple of weeks in advance for the MRI and then a week in advance for the blood draw.
The scheduler told me, in person, that it would all be scheduled the way I wanted and they would send me an email confirmation.
Then I got the email — and the dates and times were not what they’d told me. It was late on a Friday, so I…
