Oy

That's right---two posts in one day. It's really just been that kind of a day! This post is about the medical community and how they make you jump through hoops for every little thing.

You are all aware of the fun I went through trying to get my medical records from my obstetrician. Well today I called and gave them my credit card number and the records are FINALLY in the mail. Wahoo!

However, I was also trying to get my records from my reproductive endocrinalogist. I had faxed them a letter asking them to please copy my records and mail them to me. Today I get a call telling me that my records are ready to be picked up. I asked if they could please mail them to me but they tell me due to privacy laws they can't. I explain to them that I don't live in the area any more and it would be very difficult for me to get there to pick them up. They then inform me that I can have someone else pick them up. Uhhh...does this make sense to you? They can't mail them because of privacy laws but I can send someone else to get them for me. I would just like to say: DUH!

I took a half day off work today so I could go to the doctor's office to get a script for bloodwork and then go get my bloodwork done. I was at the doctor's office for 1 hour and 40 minutes. No, I am NOT joking. All to get a script for bloodwork. He has to check my breathing, press on my stomach, and pretend to make conversation. If I were paying for this visit myself I might have appreciated his effort to make it look like he was doing something worthy of making all that money; however I am not paying for the visit, my insurance is. So I don't care if all he did was walk in and hand me the script. Heck, he could have had a nurse do it! Anyway, after he does his 'physical' on me he starts writing the script (copying the 40 million different blood tests the clinic is asking for). He says he's going to add one more to the script (a little background, I had bloodwork taken 6 months ago and my good cholesterol was borderline) because he wants to check my number and make sure it's gone up. I knew that the one he was adding was a fasting test so I asked him if the crackers and coffee I had this morning were going to skew the numbers and he said not to worry about it. I get to the lab and they refuse to do the test because I haven't fasted for 12 hours!! I explain that the bloodwork that I NEED to get has nothing to do with fasting and that the one the doctor wanted is what's messing this all up. Nope...can't do it because I had crackers 6 hours ago. Aaaaahhhh!!! Remember in my last post how I talked about running around screaming - yep, that's how I felt this afternoon! It just seems I had one of those days where nothing goes the way you want it to.

I was already taking an hour off work on Thursday to go to the gynecologist for more testing, so I'm just going to have to take two hours off work and go get my bloodwork afterwards. Of course I have to starve myself all day, so this should be fun! :-P

Thank you for listening to my ranting today -- I promise to be better tomorrow - haha! Oh and M&M if you are reading this - good luck at the clinic tomorrow!!! *hugs*