I returned for my now-yearly appointment with the endocrinologist. First, I had to return to the other radiologist.
I honestly messed up the day. When I was changing calendars, I messed up the date of this appointment which I made before New Year's. I walked in and the secretary was amused. "He's not here today". Oh great! Last time I went towards the street with his name, instead of his office (luckily not far) and this time, I mess up the date!
Oh and I can't find the order from the endocrinologist. Who is it? Oh her... same procedure as last time? You don't need it. I can get it, really. No, not needed.
Famous last words.
I walk in 24 hours later, at the actual time of my appointment. Where is the order? Um, I was told I didn't need it. Secretary I spoke to, of course, wasn't there.
I can get it, really. We'll cancel and I'll reschedule. Not necessary. Okay fine. Dr. Wrong Street walks in and then starts in on me for not having that piece of paper! So I recounted all that bit about not needing it, etc. I wasn't digging his attitude so I finally blurted it out... "I'm just a bad girl. You know I've had the same radiologist for 14 years and I don't need orders. He has all my stuff in the computer and I just make an appointment.
"I think it's time you changed radiologists." I was shocked he said that.
"Never" I snapped. "You know Dr. N. found my cancer so early I didn't need either a mastectomy or chemo." I said it slowly too, on purpose.
Can't wait to tell Dr. N.!!!! He's going to die when he hears that!
Actually, he's RIGHT. I am going to change radiologists, just the one who does my thyroid. If my endocrinologist doesn't like the way Dr. N. does my thyroid, I'll just have to get another endocrinologist. My shadow is not crossing that other radiologist's door EVER.
I honestly messed up the day. When I was changing calendars, I messed up the date of this appointment which I made before New Year's. I walked in and the secretary was amused. "He's not here today". Oh great! Last time I went towards the street with his name, instead of his office (luckily not far) and this time, I mess up the date!
Oh and I can't find the order from the endocrinologist. Who is it? Oh her... same procedure as last time? You don't need it. I can get it, really. No, not needed.
Famous last words.
I walk in 24 hours later, at the actual time of my appointment. Where is the order? Um, I was told I didn't need it. Secretary I spoke to, of course, wasn't there.
I can get it, really. We'll cancel and I'll reschedule. Not necessary. Okay fine. Dr. Wrong Street walks in and then starts in on me for not having that piece of paper! So I recounted all that bit about not needing it, etc. I wasn't digging his attitude so I finally blurted it out... "I'm just a bad girl. You know I've had the same radiologist for 14 years and I don't need orders. He has all my stuff in the computer and I just make an appointment.
"I think it's time you changed radiologists." I was shocked he said that.
"Never" I snapped. "You know Dr. N. found my cancer so early I didn't need either a mastectomy or chemo." I said it slowly too, on purpose.
Can't wait to tell Dr. N.!!!! He's going to die when he hears that!
Then, he won't tell me anything he found. I asked. He said I'd talk to her. Great. I will.
Of course I can be glib. I really didn't think it was anything serious. Everyone has told me 10,000 times that this isn't serious. If anything were a concern (and we are talking thyroid here) then even he wouldn't play this game.
Actually, he's RIGHT. I am going to change radiologists, just the one who does my thyroid. If my endocrinologist doesn't like the way Dr. N. does my thyroid, I'll just have to get another endocrinologist. My shadow is not crossing that other radiologist's door EVER.
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