For some reason, my "due any day" self decided to go with the ILs for a sleigh ride. It was all the ILs, my children, husband and I. What was supposed to only take about an hour, actually took close to 4.5 hours of JUST waiting in the freezing cold. Yes, we stubbornly waited in line for 4.5 hours for a sleigh ride in 10 degree weather. At least it wasn't snowing, right?
Worst part about the sleigh ride: We ALL have bronchitis now, and it wasn't even a real sleigh ride. It was a cart driven by some horses and they took us around in a circle to stare at some elk. So not only did we all get sick, it wasn't a sleigh ride, AND we were stuck with that one asshole who has to ask the world's dumbest questions to make the ride take longer. Yes, we've all encountered that one dickhead. "Where does the money from my tickets go??" Well, that is something you could have asked while buying the tickets! Why are you making this take longer?! It got to the point that the man doing the ride just started ignoring him.
The worst part about waiting in line: it was the bad parenting and assault. Mind you, this entire time I'm avoiding the people in front of us because they kept hitting me with their jacket. Apparently someone forgot their jacket, and they had to keep switching the jacket in between people. After the second hit with the zipper, I started standing about a foot back to avoid getting hit by it.
So, there we are...almost done with the wait from hell, and this "mother" that is on the opposite side of the fence decided it would be a FANTASTIC idea to let her 5 children climb the top of the dividing fence. This is one of those old wooden fences, that was really rickety and was really dangerous to be climbing. Meaning, those kids were going to fall or get hurt no matter what. It was patently obvious, so I once again made sure to be about a foot away from the people in front of us and a foot away from the fence. I obviously didn't stand far enough away, as this idiot kid decided to try to stand straight up on the top of the fence, and completely falls on me.
Then it happens...kid falls right on top of me, and kicks me in my hip while going down. For anyone that has been diagnosed with SPD (Symphysis Pubis Dysfunction/Pelvic Girdle Pain), they know exactly HOW painful this really is. It was still painful even afterwards, while on my hydrocone (I had taken 5 pills that day just in case). I can barely walk even while on that massive medication. I have been seeing a physical therapist for weeks, and I have been told that my left hip is dislocated permanently (for now hopefully) by over 4 inches. That's actually quite a bit.
So, he lands on me and the mom's natural instinct is "Oh my god baybbbeeee are you okay???" Kid is obviously fine, since he landed on squishy me. So my response is: "Oh my god that hurt, he kicked me in the hip!" She says, "It was just an accident". Bitch that doesn't excuse shit. There were plenty of older people there with CANES, what would you have said if he landed on one of them? Just because I'm wearing a big fluffy jacket, and look 100% healthy, doesn't EXCUSE what just happened.
So, I'm like "Well, don't worry, I'm just standing here pregnant. I totally deserved it." She turns to her little snot, and is like "Would you like to apologize to the woman?" Firstly: I'm not a woman, I'm a LADY. Secondly, since when is it up to the CHILD to apologize when they do something wrong? The kid obviously says no, and I don't even get an apology.
If that were one of my children, I'd make them apologize myself (I wouldn't of even questioned if the kid wanted to or not!) and I would apologize too. It was bad and lack of parenting that caused this situation. No wonder kids these days are such little snots. They get CHOICES when they do something wrong and their parents are missing common sense! You do something wrong to someone else - you apologize and make it better. As a parent, you do NOT give the child a choice after LANDING on someone!
She obviously diminished what had happened due to how I look healthy and young. If this little shit had landed on one of the older people, she'd have been apologizing out her ass. Yet, she didn't with me. Fantastic parenting!
So, last night, my entire hip wouldn't move or relocate back into place. When I woke up, I was still getting the pulsing pain down my entire left leg. That is WITH my pain medication. But, it was just an accident right? I should let it go, right? Right.
PS. Hip pain + bronchitis = bad. No more sleigh rides.
Sunday, December 29, 2013
Thursday, December 26, 2013
Bottle Feeding
I have two children, ages 5 and 7, and another one due in January. I have formula fed ALL of my children from day one. I could come up with a multitude of reasons for you, but it's really no one's business. My entire family was formula fed, as well (brother, sister, nieces, etc). I have given birth in military hospitals twice, and even this current civilian hospital is not any better at their breastfeeding stances (nor is their OBGYN office!).
Even when I was admitted recently for severe SPD, panic attack, dehydration, AND my hips being dislocated by 4 inches (long story)...a LC decided to try to convince me (perfect time to harass a pregnant woman right? right when she's in the worst pain of her life) that I needed yet ANOTHER parenting class because...god forbid, I do NOT EVER want to breast feed. I actually had to kick the woman out of my hospital room.
It is a sad day when you have to constantly remove people from your hospital room. I believe the last time I was hospitalized, I had to have 5 LCs removed. I was the only one in the L&D ward that was actively NOT going to even attempt to breastfeed. The insane part is that each one thought they could strong arm me (in their own way) into changing my mind. It's not going to happen, and you're only making it worse for your case!
I will NEVER EVER consider breastfeeding. I have left STRICT instructions NOT to let an LC or anyone who wanted to "guilt" me into BFing anywhere near my child or I. My husband already knows the drill by now, and he has been lectured not to let any of those "types" around me or face the wrath that is me.
I have dealt with the mean LCs, in both the current hospital and the two different military hospitals. I have NEVER met a nice one (I guess I have bad luck?). I have had them attempt to physically coerce me into BFing, while highly doped up on medication after delivery (not a good thing to do to someone like me). My husband had to physically remove one of the LCs off of me, as I couldn't even attempt to get her off.
I have had them FORCE me AND my husband to take parenting classes (military hospital #1), because according to them we couldn't check out of the hospital until I was "fully informed" about breast being best. Nice, right? That was a good long 3 hours of my life sitting in a wheelchair with no pain medication and an episiotomy - sp? (3rd degree tear). I'm fairly certain sitting through that 3 hours was worse then the actual labor. I just wanted to go home, not hear about how I'm a terrible parent for not breastfeeding!
I have had them FORCE me to attend a breastfeeding class (military hospital #2), before being discharged. Once again, I was the only one NOT breastfeeding there. This time the class only took an hour. However, I was forced to endure the looks when asked why I wasn't going to breastfeed. Because...I don't want to?
I am fairly certain I know more about breastfeeding and bottle feeding then the average person, and probably even more then the women who keep attempting to sway me to breastfeeding. I always choose the higher route. I don't argue. I tell them bottle feeding ONLY. I ignore anything they say after that. If they continue, I have them removed from my care team.
For their attitudes alone, even if I had a glimmer of "oh, I might try it this time"...I am now even more solid in my decision. I will never change my stance on bottle feeding my children.
PS. I have many more stories about the LCs, nurses, doctors, friends, etc...all trying to force me to change my mind. They are never ever subtle about it either. I even had a friend of 12 years stop being my friend because she found out both of my kids were bottle fed (oh no! the horror! /gasp) and I won't be even attempting to breastfeed the newest little one.
Even when I was admitted recently for severe SPD, panic attack, dehydration, AND my hips being dislocated by 4 inches (long story)...a LC decided to try to convince me (perfect time to harass a pregnant woman right? right when she's in the worst pain of her life) that I needed yet ANOTHER parenting class because...god forbid, I do NOT EVER want to breast feed. I actually had to kick the woman out of my hospital room.
It is a sad day when you have to constantly remove people from your hospital room. I believe the last time I was hospitalized, I had to have 5 LCs removed. I was the only one in the L&D ward that was actively NOT going to even attempt to breastfeed. The insane part is that each one thought they could strong arm me (in their own way) into changing my mind. It's not going to happen, and you're only making it worse for your case!
I will NEVER EVER consider breastfeeding. I have left STRICT instructions NOT to let an LC or anyone who wanted to "guilt" me into BFing anywhere near my child or I. My husband already knows the drill by now, and he has been lectured not to let any of those "types" around me or face the wrath that is me.
I have dealt with the mean LCs, in both the current hospital and the two different military hospitals. I have NEVER met a nice one (I guess I have bad luck?). I have had them attempt to physically coerce me into BFing, while highly doped up on medication after delivery (not a good thing to do to someone like me). My husband had to physically remove one of the LCs off of me, as I couldn't even attempt to get her off.
I have had them FORCE me AND my husband to take parenting classes (military hospital #1), because according to them we couldn't check out of the hospital until I was "fully informed" about breast being best. Nice, right? That was a good long 3 hours of my life sitting in a wheelchair with no pain medication and an episiotomy - sp? (3rd degree tear). I'm fairly certain sitting through that 3 hours was worse then the actual labor. I just wanted to go home, not hear about how I'm a terrible parent for not breastfeeding!
I have had them FORCE me to attend a breastfeeding class (military hospital #2), before being discharged. Once again, I was the only one NOT breastfeeding there. This time the class only took an hour. However, I was forced to endure the looks when asked why I wasn't going to breastfeed. Because...I don't want to?
I am fairly certain I know more about breastfeeding and bottle feeding then the average person, and probably even more then the women who keep attempting to sway me to breastfeeding. I always choose the higher route. I don't argue. I tell them bottle feeding ONLY. I ignore anything they say after that. If they continue, I have them removed from my care team.
For their attitudes alone, even if I had a glimmer of "oh, I might try it this time"...I am now even more solid in my decision. I will never change my stance on bottle feeding my children.
PS. I have many more stories about the LCs, nurses, doctors, friends, etc...all trying to force me to change my mind. They are never ever subtle about it either. I even had a friend of 12 years stop being my friend because she found out both of my kids were bottle fed (oh no! the horror! /gasp) and I won't be even attempting to breastfeed the newest little one.
Friday, December 13, 2013
Intermountain Budge Clinic OBGYN
I have a direct personality usually (but am very polite and reserved in public), but my doctor gets me and is VERY nice to me (we even have little side conversations sometimes about random things). I usually don't put up with garbage from anyone for too long, but for some reason, I have avoided directly confronting this woman. It has gotten to the point that SOMETHING/ANYTHING needs to be done now.
Before I get into my story, I have considered swapping doctors but this doctor is just SO amazing (and understanding) that I can't bring myself to do it. It is a small town, and my doctor will be delivering my third child. Being a military spouse, having a constant doctor that accepts Tricare is like a godsend...especially a doctor that finally takes the time to find a PERFECT solution to a problem that has plagued me for over 10 years. She went completely out of her way to provide me with specialized treatment, while other military doctors told me I was insane.
I have a chronic problem that requires alcohol nerve ending killer treatment every 2 months. I am now currently pregnant (and due any day, phew), thus the original treatment has stopped and I am being treated like a "normal pregnancy". I have also developed Symphisis Pubis Dysfunction and my hips are actually out of alignment by 3-4 inches. I am currently taking loretabs and seeing a physical therapist (who is amazing!). I went from having a normal pregnancy, to overnight (Halloween night to be exact) not being able to walk at all. It is excruciating pain if I attempt to walk. Thus far, we can keep my hips in alignment for an hour tops before they "pop" back out of place...but that one hour...is a godsend. (I am also at high risk of having my entire uterus falling out, and/or having hip replacement surgery AFTER the baby is born due to this condition. I was informed that if I had been 5-6 inches out of alignment, that I would immediately be scheduled for c-section and surgery if no improvement in a week.)
I have been seeing the same OBGYN for over 3 years now, and have had CONSTANT problems with one of the receptionists there. I have had zero issues with the OTHER receptionists, but she refuses to let them check me in. If I asked to be checked in by another receptionist, they are busy according to her.
Okay, so onto the receptionist. Keep in mind these instances are almost always done in front of other patients, using "hospital policy" as an excuse (most of which are NOT hospital policy), talking down to me, and in a very LOUD tone. Sometimes it can be downright embarrassing to be treated like trash in front of my two kids and random strangers. I would also like to note that the ONLY comments I have EVER made to this woman are my DOB, my name, "everything is up to date", "I will discuss that with my doctor", or "I understand it's hospital policy". For some reason, I just didn't have it in me to actually tell this woman off or be rude to her. I figured for a long while that my doctor is so amazing, that if I just get through the receptionist...it will all be okay.
It started out with smallish problems such as: constantly trying to do a poll on my medical history, which is in my file and frankly NONE of her business. Most of these occurrences happen in front of OTHER patients or her fellow coworkers. She is NEVER nice about asking either, and she gets REALLY specific while asking. After I got tired of telling her over and over again, I started using the phrase I would "discuss it with my doctor when I see her"...she stopped asking me after 4 appointments.
In the beginning, she would also do things like scheduling my appointments for two years in advance instead of during that year. For example: June 24, 2013 appointment would show up in their system for June 24, 2015. Sometimes, she didn't even schedule the appointments at all and I'd show up to confused looks as to why I was there without an appointment (even though I had a card saying when the appointment was??). I've also received phone calls from her regarding medical testing that I NEVER had done. One time she told me that I had an STD (in a very snotty/uppity voice), when 1) I didn't have one, and 2) I was never tested for one. That information about the STD was paraded in front of 3 other receptionists, 2 patients, and my husband.
From there it went onto a "racial" survey every time I signed in for appointments. No matter how many appointments I had, for well over a year, she asked me every time what race I was. I'm white. I tell her every time. She almost always launched into a tirade about hospital policy, and every question was generally the same (with very SLIGHT variations). It was about 15-20 questions, and ALL of my answers were "I'm Caucasian". Every. Single. Time. Yet, I still put up with it...because hey, she's just doing her job right??
Then it was the random paper filling out. Same paper every 2 months, same questions. If I refused to fill it out, she'd claim hospital policy was to "update" records every year. Yet, every 2 months, I was being required to fill out the same paperwork over and over again. I wised up, and made a photocopy of the paperwork. I filled out enough to last a year's worth of appointments, and brought it with me. That stopped her from handing them to me and making a big stink over it.
I guess because I HAD wised up, she decided then to start attacking my insurance card. That also needs to be updated once a year, I know. So, from then on, I had to have her photocopy my insurance card at every appointment - all the while she is lecturing me on hospital policy and her attempting to "shame" me in public came out in full force. No, she wouldn't accept my own photocopies as supposed hospital policy was SHE needed to be the one to make the copy, not me. She also made a HUGE effort to scream loudly (every time) that I had better of brought my copay. Mind you, I have Tricare, there is ZERO copay and she knows it. So why mention the copay if 1) she doesn't even handle the billing and 2) she can SEE I don't have a copay nor EVER had one?? I also don't ever have a physical bill, due to my amazing health coverage.
By the 2.5-3 yr mark, I was aware of her passive aggressive tactics and her attempts at "shaming me" in public (this is what I see it as). I knew she was not really doing her job, and was just harassing only me, as she wouldn't do this with OTHER people - from what I have seen. I also realized that after years of trying for a 3rd child, that we were FINALLY pregnant again. (Yay!) So, that starts in with even MORE appointments. (Gah!) My entire 9 months of MANY appointments, has been made even worse by this woman!!!
This year, it seems her tactic is "updating my personal information in her system" every single f*cking time I go in there. This is technically a REAL hospital policy, They do not have an exact number on how often it needs to be updated for the hospital, just that it "should" be done. I make sure EVERY time to cover my butt before she starts spouting out my personal information (SSN, DOB, Address, etc) that EVERYTHING is up to date, this is always my first and ONLY comment to her after giving her my name, time of appointment, which doctor, and my dob. You'd think that would nip her screaming out my information, but it doesn't. She does her usual "it's hospital policy" tirade and screams my information out loud for anyone to hear, knowing full well I tell/told her it's ALL THE SAME! (Side note: it's required in this state via Tricare that if any changes are made to my personal records to be updated within a month's time or be removed from Tricare. So I keep EVERYTHING up to date) I have tried to nip her screaming out my information by telling her immediately upon check-in that it is completely up to date, but that NEVER stops her. She just gets angrier and louder.
I just had yet another appointment yesterday, and not only did she do the "updating personal information"/"hospital policy" tirade, but she upped her anty. This time she sent in a little slip of paper WITH my doctor. Usually, once I'm past the receptionist, it's smooth sailing from there and I put it all behind me. Those little doctor's rooms are like a savior after dealing with her. The receptionist told the doctor that I "had requested check-in procedure information". I am not kidding you. Not only did I get lectured, yelled at, personal information spilled to anyone with a pen...but she also passive aggressively gave that paper to the doctor with false information. I am ashamed to admit that I did have a mini-flip out and informed the doctor of what all was going on, and how I NEVER requested that information (as I have spoken to the hospital/obgyn administration and KNOW their policies). I was/am furious that she would take such underhanded steps to continue to attack me, even when I'm AWAY from her!
At first my doctor agreed with her, and said I was the only person who had an issue with her (not true, the net says otherwise). However, after I calmed down a little, the doctor said, "Well, once you say it's all up to date...that should be the end of it." No crap. So, the doctor is on my side, I think. The appointment finished as usual and I set up another one 3 weeks from now, since it's the holidays. I probably won't make it that long before the birth, so here's hoping. However, I WILL have to go back on my normal routine of treatment every 2 months AFTER that.
To top it all off: My prescription that SHE is supposed to call in to the pharmacist, was NEVER called in. The doctor and I discussed at length my prescription, and she even wrote it down like she always does. So, three hours later at the pharmacy...it's nowhere to be found, and the receptionist isn't answering the phone. They still had an hour before closing, and after repeated attempts from myself, husband, AND MIL...still no answer. I've been in pain ALL night (as I stupidly WALKED into my appointment earlier that day) and I'm FURIOUS!
I am officially unsure of what to do at this point now. I am SO close to just decking her! (Though this might be the hormones talking..) My husband has been trying to get me to file an official complaint with someone, but I'm not sure who to do that with AND it's even MORE drama I don't need right now.
I was thinking maybe just checking in quickly, and walking away as she screams my information to herself. Or having my husband check me in himself. Either way might work, right? It beats just telling her she's a rude b*tch. Either way, she's rude and mean to me...I'm at the end of my rope with her now.
Update:
After waiting on hold for 20 minutes to horrible Christmas music, I was blind transferred to just a ringing telephone. After letting it ring for another 5 minutes, I hung up and dialed again. I was then straight up hung up on after being on hold for 3 minutes. Third time is the charm, because according to the receptionist: they never put in the order!!! It should be in now.
Before I get into my story, I have considered swapping doctors but this doctor is just SO amazing (and understanding) that I can't bring myself to do it. It is a small town, and my doctor will be delivering my third child. Being a military spouse, having a constant doctor that accepts Tricare is like a godsend...especially a doctor that finally takes the time to find a PERFECT solution to a problem that has plagued me for over 10 years. She went completely out of her way to provide me with specialized treatment, while other military doctors told me I was insane.
I have a chronic problem that requires alcohol nerve ending killer treatment every 2 months. I am now currently pregnant (and due any day, phew), thus the original treatment has stopped and I am being treated like a "normal pregnancy". I have also developed Symphisis Pubis Dysfunction and my hips are actually out of alignment by 3-4 inches. I am currently taking loretabs and seeing a physical therapist (who is amazing!). I went from having a normal pregnancy, to overnight (Halloween night to be exact) not being able to walk at all. It is excruciating pain if I attempt to walk. Thus far, we can keep my hips in alignment for an hour tops before they "pop" back out of place...but that one hour...is a godsend. (I am also at high risk of having my entire uterus falling out, and/or having hip replacement surgery AFTER the baby is born due to this condition. I was informed that if I had been 5-6 inches out of alignment, that I would immediately be scheduled for c-section and surgery if no improvement in a week.)
I have been seeing the same OBGYN for over 3 years now, and have had CONSTANT problems with one of the receptionists there. I have had zero issues with the OTHER receptionists, but she refuses to let them check me in. If I asked to be checked in by another receptionist, they are busy according to her.
Okay, so onto the receptionist. Keep in mind these instances are almost always done in front of other patients, using "hospital policy" as an excuse (most of which are NOT hospital policy), talking down to me, and in a very LOUD tone. Sometimes it can be downright embarrassing to be treated like trash in front of my two kids and random strangers. I would also like to note that the ONLY comments I have EVER made to this woman are my DOB, my name, "everything is up to date", "I will discuss that with my doctor", or "I understand it's hospital policy". For some reason, I just didn't have it in me to actually tell this woman off or be rude to her. I figured for a long while that my doctor is so amazing, that if I just get through the receptionist...it will all be okay.
It started out with smallish problems such as: constantly trying to do a poll on my medical history, which is in my file and frankly NONE of her business. Most of these occurrences happen in front of OTHER patients or her fellow coworkers. She is NEVER nice about asking either, and she gets REALLY specific while asking. After I got tired of telling her over and over again, I started using the phrase I would "discuss it with my doctor when I see her"...she stopped asking me after 4 appointments.
In the beginning, she would also do things like scheduling my appointments for two years in advance instead of during that year. For example: June 24, 2013 appointment would show up in their system for June 24, 2015. Sometimes, she didn't even schedule the appointments at all and I'd show up to confused looks as to why I was there without an appointment (even though I had a card saying when the appointment was??). I've also received phone calls from her regarding medical testing that I NEVER had done. One time she told me that I had an STD (in a very snotty/uppity voice), when 1) I didn't have one, and 2) I was never tested for one. That information about the STD was paraded in front of 3 other receptionists, 2 patients, and my husband.
From there it went onto a "racial" survey every time I signed in for appointments. No matter how many appointments I had, for well over a year, she asked me every time what race I was. I'm white. I tell her every time. She almost always launched into a tirade about hospital policy, and every question was generally the same (with very SLIGHT variations). It was about 15-20 questions, and ALL of my answers were "I'm Caucasian". Every. Single. Time. Yet, I still put up with it...because hey, she's just doing her job right??
Then it was the random paper filling out. Same paper every 2 months, same questions. If I refused to fill it out, she'd claim hospital policy was to "update" records every year. Yet, every 2 months, I was being required to fill out the same paperwork over and over again. I wised up, and made a photocopy of the paperwork. I filled out enough to last a year's worth of appointments, and brought it with me. That stopped her from handing them to me and making a big stink over it.
I guess because I HAD wised up, she decided then to start attacking my insurance card. That also needs to be updated once a year, I know. So, from then on, I had to have her photocopy my insurance card at every appointment - all the while she is lecturing me on hospital policy and her attempting to "shame" me in public came out in full force. No, she wouldn't accept my own photocopies as supposed hospital policy was SHE needed to be the one to make the copy, not me. She also made a HUGE effort to scream loudly (every time) that I had better of brought my copay. Mind you, I have Tricare, there is ZERO copay and she knows it. So why mention the copay if 1) she doesn't even handle the billing and 2) she can SEE I don't have a copay nor EVER had one?? I also don't ever have a physical bill, due to my amazing health coverage.
By the 2.5-3 yr mark, I was aware of her passive aggressive tactics and her attempts at "shaming me" in public (this is what I see it as). I knew she was not really doing her job, and was just harassing only me, as she wouldn't do this with OTHER people - from what I have seen. I also realized that after years of trying for a 3rd child, that we were FINALLY pregnant again. (Yay!) So, that starts in with even MORE appointments. (Gah!) My entire 9 months of MANY appointments, has been made even worse by this woman!!!
This year, it seems her tactic is "updating my personal information in her system" every single f*cking time I go in there. This is technically a REAL hospital policy, They do not have an exact number on how often it needs to be updated for the hospital, just that it "should" be done. I make sure EVERY time to cover my butt before she starts spouting out my personal information (SSN, DOB, Address, etc) that EVERYTHING is up to date, this is always my first and ONLY comment to her after giving her my name, time of appointment, which doctor, and my dob. You'd think that would nip her screaming out my information, but it doesn't. She does her usual "it's hospital policy" tirade and screams my information out loud for anyone to hear, knowing full well I tell/told her it's ALL THE SAME! (Side note: it's required in this state via Tricare that if any changes are made to my personal records to be updated within a month's time or be removed from Tricare. So I keep EVERYTHING up to date) I have tried to nip her screaming out my information by telling her immediately upon check-in that it is completely up to date, but that NEVER stops her. She just gets angrier and louder.
I just had yet another appointment yesterday, and not only did she do the "updating personal information"/"hospital policy" tirade, but she upped her anty. This time she sent in a little slip of paper WITH my doctor. Usually, once I'm past the receptionist, it's smooth sailing from there and I put it all behind me. Those little doctor's rooms are like a savior after dealing with her. The receptionist told the doctor that I "had requested check-in procedure information". I am not kidding you. Not only did I get lectured, yelled at, personal information spilled to anyone with a pen...but she also passive aggressively gave that paper to the doctor with false information. I am ashamed to admit that I did have a mini-flip out and informed the doctor of what all was going on, and how I NEVER requested that information (as I have spoken to the hospital/obgyn administration and KNOW their policies). I was/am furious that she would take such underhanded steps to continue to attack me, even when I'm AWAY from her!
At first my doctor agreed with her, and said I was the only person who had an issue with her (not true, the net says otherwise). However, after I calmed down a little, the doctor said, "Well, once you say it's all up to date...that should be the end of it." No crap. So, the doctor is on my side, I think. The appointment finished as usual and I set up another one 3 weeks from now, since it's the holidays. I probably won't make it that long before the birth, so here's hoping. However, I WILL have to go back on my normal routine of treatment every 2 months AFTER that.
To top it all off: My prescription that SHE is supposed to call in to the pharmacist, was NEVER called in. The doctor and I discussed at length my prescription, and she even wrote it down like she always does. So, three hours later at the pharmacy...it's nowhere to be found, and the receptionist isn't answering the phone. They still had an hour before closing, and after repeated attempts from myself, husband, AND MIL...still no answer. I've been in pain ALL night (as I stupidly WALKED into my appointment earlier that day) and I'm FURIOUS!
I am officially unsure of what to do at this point now. I am SO close to just decking her! (Though this might be the hormones talking..) My husband has been trying to get me to file an official complaint with someone, but I'm not sure who to do that with AND it's even MORE drama I don't need right now.
I was thinking maybe just checking in quickly, and walking away as she screams my information to herself. Or having my husband check me in himself. Either way might work, right? It beats just telling her she's a rude b*tch. Either way, she's rude and mean to me...I'm at the end of my rope with her now.
Update:
After waiting on hold for 20 minutes to horrible Christmas music, I was blind transferred to just a ringing telephone. After letting it ring for another 5 minutes, I hung up and dialed again. I was then straight up hung up on after being on hold for 3 minutes. Third time is the charm, because according to the receptionist: they never put in the order!!! It should be in now.
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