I got "shorty" on the phone finally. These women are all reminiscent of my mother who was only about 5'4". Same with the therapist. My wife on the other hand is big and beautiful. There is a whole thing in that but, it's another story.
I love my doctor which is not surprising. Communication with her is great when I can speak with her directly but non existent when someone is between us like the staff at that place. It's always the same. She says one thing, they say another and then I have to get in front of her again and then things are ok again. I've even just made an appointment. I'm like not listening anymore I'm coming in to speak to the doctor because you (the nurses) are telling me some BS my doctor never said. This makes me upset and angry and I wanna start yelling. The staff marks u as a problem then it's like, forget it.
Then I get the doctor on the phone and she says "everything is fine sweetie or hunnie" and I go to pieces and forget I was ever upset. It's just the confusion of her having to go a million miles an hour and see way too many patients. See, I'm protective of her.
So we are scheduling the next MRI and she told me what to do. I have to call the other hospital and have the order for the MRI faxed over here and they should be able to schedule it right away.
She thanked me for calling her which is so sweet. Meaning like getting her on the phone and explaining what's going on because like I said, she has to go so fast and she tries to understand the messages the nurses give her, but she doesn't. It's bad enough in her actual network never mind when you go outside it.
She said "they didn't say it was cancer." I said "they said they didn't know what it was, but its cysts or tumours and it needs the next MRI to see it clearly, and I wanna do it here not there."
She said ok, we're on it. Then she thanked me for calling which meant forcing her to come to the phone and getting her on board.
That's how it is? I don't like doing it but you have to or they just ignore you.
