I've just returned home after a long-drawn-out blood and urine test routine, in preparation for my kidney procedure on November 13th. It was a chapter of accidents. The hospital in DFW sent through the necessary authorization for the tests, but the local clinic couldn't find it. The hospital re-sent it yesterday, and the clinic still couldn't find it! I basically stood over the reception people and glared at them until they found it in an unsorted stack of faxed documents from the previous day. Just basic incompetence, I guess . . . but there's far too much of it around for my liking.
Anyway, after the blood draw and urine sample, I'm back home. Now to clean up the place for a guest who'll be arriving tomorrow, and trying to get on with other work. No peace for the wicked!
Peter
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I've been dealing with the same thing on the medical front, Peter. The basic commonality is that no one wants to do their job! I stand in the middle of a pissing contest between the doctor and the pharmacy, the doctor and the specialists, or whatever. Each blames the other for whatever isn't getting done, and puts it on ME to figure it out! Then, THEN, when I've had enough and start getting angry, THEY BOTH BLAME ME!!! Meanwhile, illegals and welfare bums slide right through, getting whatever they need, with not so much as a COPAY.
...I've truly had enough...
Sigh... sometimes you DO have to stand over them... my 'favorite' is the letter for an appointment that arrives a WEEK after the appointment...
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