Surgery--Again

I've quit. Missed by a day last time. As I said somewhere else, I got about ten emails that they would, as a panel, interview me at a certain date and time.
I hung by the phone. No call.

Obviously I need to try again, but the right phone number is hard to find.
Well, I'm not stupid, I can chase all this. Still, I get Roberta and Rockhead.

RH, Not a game. A morass.

Mis, Thanks for the kind words. I'm not a hot weather fan. Where the hell did winter go?

osso, You quit what? You missed what? Sorry. I'm lost. Are you talking about Medicaid?

Back from Bellevue. Actually, I went to the dental clinic first to get my stitches out. Waited a long time. Nobody bothered to tell my dentist I was there. Then I found out that the dental hospital doesn't make financial arrangements. So I gotta pay full price for dental work (not covered by Medicare). I need a cap for the broken tooth. $750!! Don't got it.

Then I went to Bellevue to get my Medicare copay established. Waited. But the guy behind the desk sent me to the wrong side. The lady on the wrong side put me on the waiting list for the right side. Waited some more. Finally got the copay established. I can afford it for standard visits, but if I need something extra, I've got a problem. I have a brain MRI coming up. Don't know what it will cost. Don't wanna know.

Aaaaargh!

Went to the ladies room before I left. No towels. Left Bellevue with wet hands and a lot of tsuris.

I gotta catch up on work and try to stop worrying. Not a strong suit of mine.

Oh, hell. I'm throwing in a sigh.

Sigh.

Aaaaaaargh!!!!

and

sigh.....



(((( R )))))

Don't you just love the hoops they make you jump through? You go places prepared for the worst and it's made worse than that.

Costs, don't worry or think of, they'll be in the future.

For the tooth, get a Rubiks cube, snap off one square, split it open, file it down, there! You have a nice cap (there's clearly a reason I'm not a dentist).

Now try to keep your mind otherwise engaged, and remember the lesson you learned today, always go to Bellevue with your own supply of paper (this applies to most hospital restrooms from what I've seen).

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.....

The doctor I was going to see in the appointment I had to cancel today was going to give me a prescription refill. I didn't see the doc; didn't get the refill. Now I'm out of the meds. Left a message for the social worker.

I've sighed. I've aaaaaarghed. I'm running out of expressions of frustration. And I'm too tired today to use dirty words--with real feeling. What a woild. Can't even curse and mean it.

what a shitty deal...

(((B)))

We'll have to do it for you!!!

Sounds like me, when people tell me to take a walk to work off tensions and whatever. Wrong! I can't stomp hard enough to do any good.

The social worker e-mailed the doc. Bupkis. The pharmacy contacted another doc. Both can prescribe the med. Bupkis. Now I face a fate worse than death ...............................................

The walk-in clinic!!!!

I will try to get there at eight in the morning. Maybe then I'll have to wait only a few hours.

I haven't taken the med in a few days. Not good. It's thyroid medicine.

If I don't show up here by five tomorrow afternoon, call out the National Guard. Notify the media. Get search dogs. I'll be trapped in the purgatory of the walk-in clinic. (You shouldn't know from it.)

Argh!

Few things worse that I've encountered than walk-in clinics...except for the E.R. at 1 a.m....or 2 a.m. or 4 a.m. (both with Bellevue and the late St.Vincents)

You have me more than a little worried here, especially with mention of the thyroid med.

My thoughts will be with you in the a.m. and through the day that things go well.

holy moly...

I hate the walk in clinic. I can only imagine the one where you are.

take something to snack on...

(((B)))

Oh bugger! And oh for pete's sake already!

Hi Roberta!

That's some really sucky stuff you got going on. Everything sounds pretty annoying. I'm really sorry. Life's a pain.
I hope things get better and easier for you soon, and you have better days and stuff. (((HUGS))) <3

But yeah, just dropping in to say Hi and to see how you were doing and stuff. GoodNight Roberta! I hope you have a awesome day tomorrow!

Roberta, this is unbelievable!
Except that it's actually happening to you.
What an appalling way to be treated.
I'm so angry on your behalf!
I hope you've managed to make some progress & now have the medication you need.
But heck, what you have to go through to get it!

Back from Bellevue. I got there at 8:20. About twenty people were ahead of me. I had to first wait for a nurse to take my vitals. The docs don't arrive until nine.

I waited almost an hour for the nurse. My vitals are fine. "Why am I there?" she asks. "I need a prescription refill," says I. "You don't have symptoms?" "Not unless you count aggravation. "

She moved me from 2A (walk-in clinic) to 2C and put the paper explaining why I was there into a folder labelled prescription refills. Who knew?

About an hour later someone came out and gave me the scrip. Nothing like the nightmare of the walk-in clinic. Not bad overall, considering this is Bellevue.

I dropped off the scrip at the drugstore.

Now I gotta eat something and go to sleep.

Thanks for everyone for the support. It always helps. Always.

Phew.

Glad it went smoothly.

It's too late to say "Back from Bellevue." But I was there today. Saw my therapist. We're working on trying to get me to be less negative and less of a worryer. She gave me a book called The Cognitive Behavioral Workbook for Anxiety. It's mine to keep and scribble in.

Now I'm worrying that if I become less negative and if I worry less, I won't be me anymore. I wonder if this is covered in the book.