Today(Monday) could have gone so different…sigh Instead I am going to be paying for this “new” doctor visit for several days. It’s gonna suck big time.
***A little back information. The new doctors I have been going to for almost 2 years sent me a litter a few weeks ago. The letter said they were not going to be seeing patients under 65 years of age anymore so I needed to find a new doctor, Great!
After calling several places that had the same criteria I finally just called Bond Clinic. So, my first doctor(nurse practitioner) visit was today. I left way early as I had to get gas. End of easy going.
Siri was giving me directions. For some stupid reason she basically had me do a big square before telling me I was there. I’m sure she had her reasons.
So, in I turn…holy cow there were a lot of cars. Seeing a long wait time dancing in my head. If only it was to be so simple. I was weaving my way about looking for a spot, preferably close)to park.
Then I make the next turn and no spots. Not a big deal except…what the heck….there was no exit either. The exit was the way I entered…..which was behind me… who builds a bleepity bleep parking lot like this!
Luckily as I’m doing my 50-point turn to exit a guy is pulling out. Thank you for small favors.
I park, get out, grab cane, purse, medicine bag, and close the door.
No sooner had I closed the door than a pill bottle promptly falls out of my bag and rolls under the car next to me🙄.
Kneeling on the nice soft pavement I’m using my cane like a 🏒hockey stick to retrieve my pill bottle. Finally, I had the bottle back in the bag.
With my dented asphalt knee and all my gear I begin to make my long trek to the entrance. Oh boy back is knotting like a mofo & this stupid mask is not helping(just sayin’).
<que choir music> I’m at the entrance. I ask about the doctor I’m seeing. Oh, they say “he’s on the other end”(mental cussing). I verify, “down with the fabric cover?”. Yup he says.
As I’m trying not to think about how much I’m hurting my Jeep seems farther away than when I left it. I literally throw all my junk onto the passenger seat.
I weave my way to said area, Score! A close spot! I get out and as I start walking to directed area I’m trying to remain calm. As I am walking over, there is only one door and it looks vacant.
Grrrr, I humor myself and tug on the door yup… nada. I look down at the middle entrance. No use moving Jeep as there are no spots and it is a long walk(for the way I’m feeling).
I begin heading toward that entrance. At the same time wondering why they didn’t think a bench every now and then might be nice.
I was starting to have a serious pain/mental melt down(like crying melt down). I was considering sitting on a curb and saying screw this appointment , which I knew I couldn’t do. I wasn’t sure about the getting back up from the lowwwwwww curb so I nixed that idea.
I was getting close to the entrance now. Were my eyes deceiving me???? They were not, there was a bench. I sat to rest a bit. But…Hold on….What the…. I now had a wet arse. Just what I needed.
Wet arse, but no temperature so I was allowed in.
I made it to the docs spot. They get my name and date of birth. Ohhh(ut oh this is not going to be good)your a new patient(DUH) you have to go to the front desk.
That’s it that is all I could take. I promptly sat down and called my husband. Yes, I was 😭crying and in unimaginable pain.
I was laying all my frustration out and how things had gon this far, when I heard the receptionist ask if I would like a wheelchair🙄? That would be great thank you
After talking to hubs so I could vent there was still no wheelchair. Screw it. I got up and headed to the front. Lady asks if wheelchair is here yet and I replied no that they were obviously busy.
As I start to walk I grabbed my &$&@! medicine bag wrong and a bottle fell out, Then two more😡.
I started to bend down but a nice older lady beat me, which was so sweet. Dang if I didn’t accidentally hit her in the head with my cane. I felt terrible
Now that I’ve relayed all the drama I will condense the rest.
Lady at front desk got me a wheelchair, did her due diligence, and wheeled me to docs spot. I filled out paperwork ended up leaving about 1pm after arriving around 9am.
As I left there were hardly any cars in the lot.
The intense pain made worse by the mounting stress is going to make me ill until probably after Christmas….sigh Good thing I rescheduled my Wednesday eye exam.
***Sorry so long….this ends up being a little therapeutic.
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