It's REALLY getting to be a point of contention:
Wednesday when I went in, the Doc referred me to an Orthoped specialist, after x-rays and temp splint,
Thursday referral was received by O specialist office,
Friday, TODAY, I had to track the referral from my doc to the O Specialist because they had not called,
Called Specialist office, got machine, 5 hours later get a call back,
They don't take my insurance....."You could always go to the emergency room", (and she asks if I have x-rays, like, lady, from Wednesday, so it's going to look different!)
Called regular Doc, press 5 again and record message, "dude, like WTF?" <----ok, I WANTED to say that but I didn't,
Waiting for a return call to see if they will refer me to someone who TAKES my insurance so I can get this all plastered up before it shifts and heals the wrong way or the referred doc takes President's day off on Monday.
This is why I don't bother going to the doc for anything I can just slap a bandage on, super glue, or just ignore.
I swear, If no one calls me back, I'm just going to duck tape a pillow around this foot and say to heck with it. I'm super PO'd. I've got stuff to do!!!!! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!! It hurts, but after an emergency c-section, and another kid that gave me 4th degree tears when he came out, this is a cake walk.
This weekend: I WILL be under my truck splicing wires back together next to the O2 sensor that got fried, cast or no cast, and I WILL be putting up the round pen panels with Evie.
When you have PTSD, Chronic Depression, and Panic Disorder, EVERY GOOD DAY COUNTS! EVERYDAY YOU WAKE UP COUNTS! EVERYDAY YOUR MEDS WORK COUNTS!
My lil' bro who has the same "stuff" is on a "vaccay" in Hawaii...........check out these cool pics:
Love my little brother!:loveyou: