If I could just clone my dentist's office, I'd get a damned GP. They are all about running interference FOR you. They go rounds and rounds with insurance ('Ignore that statement, we're challenging it.') I got gently scolded for NOT calling afterhours when a tooth went bad- 'that's what the emergency on-call line is for! Dr will call in a 'script or see you if it is emergency! Here's her cell # for future reference.'
My murderous cats have spent all evening completely kittenish passed out. I wore them out, I guess?
I decided to drop my doctor because I called repeatedly for refills for a prescription and they couldn't get it refilled for 2 weeks. I had to get an emergency set of pills for a trip and started the process of refills weeks in advance. I called the doctor, the pharmacy called, nada.
So, I'm done. The doctor's staff were already pretty marginal, so this was the last straw.
I adore my doctor's office, though I'm kinda glad I don't have HMO coverage anymore. The one thing that frustrated me most was the whole referral process. Now I can just go directly to a specialist (and pay 20% out of pocket). I can e-mail in requests if I don't feel like dealing with the phone and they are pretty responsive. Helps that I adore my doctor beyond the telling of it.
The scheduling gal who was snippy with me last week (she is from the orthopedist office) was a delight to talk with this morning.
Now I just need to figure out if my daughter can get me to and from the surgery center or if I need to see if I can find someone else.
I feel so much better having a schedule for the upcoming craziness. I just need to kick some ass over the next week, make lists for CJ to help with, and then just ride out the next couple of months.
I'm glad we have a schedule as well. I just wish the people at that office would say "Yes, this is the schedule," or "No, we still have to confirm some things." It's like they've been trained never to state anything definitive in a cancer ward.
Dang, I suddenly want to grab my gp and her entire office staff and hug them all. They are so awesome, even with my nearly weekly calls lately for my undiagnosable misery. I might have to take treats next visit.
The pain mgmt doc, OTOH, is getting booted. Two visits in a row he's refused to treat me. I find that unconscionable. Not to mention a tremendous waste of my time and copays. The first refusal I kinda took without issue as it was a "do some more PT before I stick needles in you" kinda discussion, but the second time? I worry that was retaliation for my complaining about his questionable reading material (anti science, anti every religion except Christianity, advising parents to withhold medication from their children for chronic seizure conditions, that kinda thing. Totally peeved me as in appropriate for a medical office.). Even if it wasn't....waste of my time and copays.
I switched my oncologist after two or three chemo sessions because of her nurse, who just was not interested in dealing with patients unless it was scheduled two weeks in advance.
I hate waking to snow totals that have jumped, feds are closed and
it hasn't even started snowing yet.
I mean, I know it will. It's the dread anticipation.
My hair is seriously wild. Pumpkin hairstyling skills definitely lean toward punk with a dash of teasing.
Everything is closed around here, and we only have maybe 2 inches on the ground, but we're supposed to get 2-3 more by noon. I am SO OVER winter, man.
