The Calendar







The Feeds

More Waiting…

That? That sound you hear? That would be me ripping my hair out in frustration. Two months ago I called my doctor to get an appointment, because I just haven't been feeling right. The soonest they could get me in was 8 weeks later. EIGHT WEEKS. So I took what I could get and scheduled my appointment for November 21st. When I got home from work today there was a message on my machine informing me that the doctor would not be in next week, and I'd need to reschedule my appointment. It's a good thing they left a message instead of getting in touch with me, because the rage that swelled through my head was phenomenal. It's bad enough I had to keep feeling sorta crappy for 8 weeks (nothing major, but enough to bother me), but now I have to wait even longer. I am glad, however, that I had a chance to calm down before calling them back, because I'm pretty sure I'd have been blacklisted from the doctor's office if I'd spoken to them right away. Sometimes my temper sucks.

**UPDATE: I called this morning and the next available appointment is JANUARY 5th, making it 4 months from the time I called to make the appointment in the first place. They won't let me see another doctor, they won't squeeze me in between patients, but they'll but me on the cancellation list, and let me know if something opens up. Funny, I've been on that same list for two months now, and I'm still waiting…