Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Going to the doctor--oh joy
I needed a referral to my eye doctor. I had been to the primary in January. Oh, no, needed to come again for the referral. Yes, a regular appointment.
Yes—she would have to look in my eye. The last time a non-eye doc did that, he said, “Ew,” which was so encouraging.
The eye doc said oh, well we will fax her—tell her you must come. They are so nice over there.
So when I called for the appt—surprise! My doctor of January fame had left, they weren’t sure where she went.
It took ages to find her—and the eye records were sent, so I said, who else ya got?
Someone from, according to the medical board, Indiana. I assume that means India—Pradesh something university.
So now I am off again…to wait, to argue over the scale, to climb the mountain, to maybe ask why did the other doctor ask me if I had a heart attack—better not on that, though.
Can of worms—meet opener.