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Well, balderdash.
I am, again,on the verge of dumping the practitioner close to home and heading about an hour north. I don't need the stress that accompanies an incompetent administrative team.
Procedure scheduled for tomorrow - 5 minutes from my office. I planned my day, and notified my students of my availability (the day before the exam that counts for 34% of their grade) based on a 5 minute travel time.
My spouse got a phone call today (the first sign that they are still incompetent - I've given them my work number + the hours for when they are to call there, and it was within the hours I'd told them I would be at work. Not once, but three times in the last week.). They were calling to schedule me for the procedure tomorrow - at a facility an hour away from where I work because it would be more convenient for me (second and third sign that they are still incompetent - I have not worked in that city for 3 years, and they had already scheduled me three days ago.) I called back, not terribly gracefully I'm afraid, read them the riot act, and asked them to change it back. They promised a return call within minutes.
An hour+ later, no call. We called them back (my spouse, since I was about to be examined by my second opinion doc), and they informed her that they were ignoring her request for rescheduling (I asked them to set it back up locally), since they had spoken with me earlier and I had approved going to the distant location (that conversation was actually with her - and she made it clear that she could not set the appointment up for me).
I like the doctor close to home better - but I can't tolerate the stress their administrative bungling causes me. As long as people are competent, I can handle most any medical adventure. BUT incompetence pushes me past my reserves. And it shows in my blood sugar. After an 18 hour fast (ending around 5 PM), I had a 16 net carb meal - which should have put my BG barely topping 5.56. It was 8.4. The first reading above 7.8 in 5 months (since just after diagnosis). We'll have a very frank discussion on Monday.
(On a more positive note - everything we're learning about the tumor so far gives me the best prognosis possible. Chemo is extremely unlikely, unless something absolutely bizarre turns up on tomorrow's test.)
I am, again,on the verge of dumping the practitioner close to home and heading about an hour north. I don't need the stress that accompanies an incompetent administrative team.
Procedure scheduled for tomorrow - 5 minutes from my office. I planned my day, and notified my students of my availability (the day before the exam that counts for 34% of their grade) based on a 5 minute travel time.
My spouse got a phone call today (the first sign that they are still incompetent - I've given them my work number + the hours for when they are to call there, and it was within the hours I'd told them I would be at work. Not once, but three times in the last week.). They were calling to schedule me for the procedure tomorrow - at a facility an hour away from where I work because it would be more convenient for me (second and third sign that they are still incompetent - I have not worked in that city for 3 years, and they had already scheduled me three days ago.) I called back, not terribly gracefully I'm afraid, read them the riot act, and asked them to change it back. They promised a return call within minutes.
An hour+ later, no call. We called them back (my spouse, since I was about to be examined by my second opinion doc), and they informed her that they were ignoring her request for rescheduling (I asked them to set it back up locally), since they had spoken with me earlier and I had approved going to the distant location (that conversation was actually with her - and she made it clear that she could not set the appointment up for me).
I like the doctor close to home better - but I can't tolerate the stress their administrative bungling causes me. As long as people are competent, I can handle most any medical adventure. BUT incompetence pushes me past my reserves. And it shows in my blood sugar. After an 18 hour fast (ending around 5 PM), I had a 16 net carb meal - which should have put my BG barely topping 5.56. It was 8.4. The first reading above 7.8 in 5 months (since just after diagnosis). We'll have a very frank discussion on Monday.
(On a more positive note - everything we're learning about the tumor so far gives me the best prognosis possible. Chemo is extremely unlikely, unless something absolutely bizarre turns up on tomorrow's test.)