Gah. When I was at the doctor's Tuesday morning I asked the scheduling person to please give me a call at work when she knew about insurance requirements and could schedule me.
The phone message I got Tuesday afternoon said the surgeon was scheduling "mid-August". *sigh* I'm impatient, plus there's a HUGE pile of work starting in mid-August and I'd've loved to be healed up a bit by then...
Naturally I didn't get this message at work; she called me at home, which meant that by the time I listened to the message the doctor's office had closed for the day. So I called back Wednesday morning.
The person who does that scheduling doesn't work Wednesdays. (You ever get the feeling you're being deliberately stymied?)
So I called back Thursday morning (just now).
Because my surgery's an hour instead of a half hour (two feet instead of one?), she says she can't fit me in until SEPTEMBER.
By tomorrow I bet it would have been October. Gah. I feel like I'm in one of those places where people don't line up for something, they just make a big pile and elbow each other out of the way and whoever's nastiest gets served first. I don't know how to dig my elbows into other people over the phone.
She says she'll look through the schedule and see if there are any holes that can be rearranged a little (defragmentation!) so I can be squeezed in earlier. And I'm on the wait list for any cancellations.
So, for now, September 1.
The phone message I got Tuesday afternoon said the surgeon was scheduling "mid-August". *sigh* I'm impatient, plus there's a HUGE pile of work starting in mid-August and I'd've loved to be healed up a bit by then...
Naturally I didn't get this message at work; she called me at home, which meant that by the time I listened to the message the doctor's office had closed for the day. So I called back Wednesday morning.
The person who does that scheduling doesn't work Wednesdays. (You ever get the feeling you're being deliberately stymied?)
So I called back Thursday morning (just now).
Because my surgery's an hour instead of a half hour (two feet instead of one?), she says she can't fit me in until SEPTEMBER.
By tomorrow I bet it would have been October. Gah. I feel like I'm in one of those places where people don't line up for something, they just make a big pile and elbow each other out of the way and whoever's nastiest gets served first. I don't know how to dig my elbows into other people over the phone.
She says she'll look through the schedule and see if there are any holes that can be rearranged a little (defragmentation!) so I can be squeezed in earlier. And I'm on the wait list for any cancellations.
So, for now, September 1.
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Duke: "Hawkeye. We can go home. We got our travel orders."
Jones (to Hawkeye): "Do you mind if we get out of this kid's brain first?"
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I have to be in the South Bay on Sunday to help a friend with her final pack and move... any chance you'll be around that evening? I'll probably have to be in the South Bay on a weekday next week also; perhaps the schedule would work out to see you that day, whenever it is. If I can get to where you work at the right time maybe we can have lunch.
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Sunday evening - I think so. Dinner?