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Doctor Visit
Jun. 5th, 2007 06:20 pmI got into work at 7:20am this morning (my start time is 8am) so that I'd have my morning stuff done before going to my 8am doctor visit.
I show up at the doctor's (across the street from my office) at 8am. They don't have me on the schedule. Huh? Did I get the days wrong? They looked up my name. Turns out that Amy cancelled my appt last Wednesday and rescheduled me for next month at a bad time with someone other than my doctor. WTF? The front desk was unable to reschedule an appointment.
I got back to my desk, quite pissed. I called Amy. She said that she spoke to me last week. Lying bitch. Does she think I'm stupid? She said that the doctor wouldn't be seeing me in the future and that I'd see the NP. I told her to cancel it. I've seen the NP. I don't want to see her again. If the doctor doesn't want to see me, then I guess I'm fine.
I emailed the doctor and explained what happened and that I guess I don't need to be seen. He replied that his bf is dying of lung cancer, and that he's cut back his schedule. Oops. I sent a sympathy email back.
That doesn't let Amy off the hook. I'd rather not get treatment than deal with her. (It's not my first problem with her.) I suppose blogging helps. I'll make a call to Patient Relations tomorrow and then move on.
I show up at the doctor's (across the street from my office) at 8am. They don't have me on the schedule. Huh? Did I get the days wrong? They looked up my name. Turns out that Amy cancelled my appt last Wednesday and rescheduled me for next month at a bad time with someone other than my doctor. WTF? The front desk was unable to reschedule an appointment.
I got back to my desk, quite pissed. I called Amy. She said that she spoke to me last week. Lying bitch. Does she think I'm stupid? She said that the doctor wouldn't be seeing me in the future and that I'd see the NP. I told her to cancel it. I've seen the NP. I don't want to see her again. If the doctor doesn't want to see me, then I guess I'm fine.
I emailed the doctor and explained what happened and that I guess I don't need to be seen. He replied that his bf is dying of lung cancer, and that he's cut back his schedule. Oops. I sent a sympathy email back.
That doesn't let Amy off the hook. I'd rather not get treatment than deal with her. (It's not my first problem with her.) I suppose blogging helps. I'll make a call to Patient Relations tomorrow and then move on.
