Sunday, April 17, 2011
Calling Dr. Welby
Thursday I received a call from my doctor's office reminding me I have an appointment on Monday..tomorrow. She also wants me to come in 45min. early to fill out papers. My favorite line just popped out of my mouth..."Are you kidding me?"..of course that got a sigh from the receptionist. Let me back up and explain my attitude. Now, I know I work in the health care field..I know my hubby also works in the health care field. I understand paperwork. But I have reached my limit here. This is a new Doc. My old one jumped ship in December. I then was given a very short list of new ones to try. This is the 3rd Doc I'm now required to see because they just keep quitting. Is it me? Well, anyway. I applied to be a patient. Now this Doc is an employee of the same hospital where I'm also employed. But they still want to make sure two things are in place...ONE: Do you have insurance..TWO: That you aren't really sick and then they don't have to work to hard to take care of you. I guess I must have filled both requirements because I was "accepted"..Now the fun began. I sent in a novel of health questions to be filed. Then I had to go and sign in person papers that I'm not sure what they were saying. Then they lost the novel of questions and I had to refill them out and then they found them and I had to resign the other papers and some new ones too. Confused? Yah, me too. I spent over an hour in the office and then they sent me home with 6 pages of paperwork to fill out before the first appointment. Oh, and I never even saw the new Doc..that fun is coming. Then the call came on Thursday. Then my snotty voice emerged. More papers? More than the 6 pages I took home and already filled out? All I got was another sigh and her telling me that I would make the Doctor late if I didn't come early. So I will come early..leave work...bring my filled out papers...and then probably sit for 2hrs waiting. Then I get to be told that I'm over weight, should join weight watchers because this Doc is a former fatty and she loves this organization. I'm not against losing weight. I think it's great. I hope someday to achieve this goal. It's on my bucket list. For now I'll just go and see her because all I really want is 2 little scripts for the year. Nothing serious..nothing that should require a pardon from the Governor or a note from Mom. Now, I just have to adjust the snotty voice and remember my resolution for this year: "Just because you think it, doesn't mean you have to say it." Wish me luck.