I made an appointment with my doctor for today, 9am. I was told that was the earliest I could get. I arrived at 8:20 like a good girl. It's been a while so I figured I needed to maybe get there early and do paperwork, get my bloodwork out of the way - whatever.
9am came and went, and I got antsy. I had to get back to work.
At 9:30 I finally asked, "How much longer".
Reply: "Your appointment is 9."
Me: "It's now 9:30. Can we get started on something like my bloodwork or something?" Them: "I don't see you slotted for bloodwork"
Now, this was supposed to be my 6 month check up in regards to my PCOS. Polycystic Ovaries and what not - lady issues that complicate getting pregnant. THEY called ME to remind me of the checkup - said time to check my labs, ultrasound (not the easy kind) and such. Shouldn't they KNOW this?! So after a few clicks of her mouse she shuffled me back to the lab for the bloodwork. Whew! 9:45. Still sitting. Just after 10, they called my name.
This nurse I knew. I asked "Whats the delay".
Nurse: "There was someone before you"
Me: "um, I thought I had the first appt. I was the first person here"
Nurse: "um...well he had surgeries this morning"
So for these types of visits (see photo) I get the old stirrup treatment. I sat in this room, undressed from the waist down for another 45 mins. I know - nice, right?
There's alot more to this story, but it was basically a waste of my time. I went to the main office that is a VERY long drive (so my husband could come too) and I have no more information than I would have if I would have just went to the local branch office he visits one day a week. I told them what I wanted on the phone when again, THEY called ME! Lo and behold, I have to have - more tests - before we can get to the consult, which is why we went ALL the way down to the main office in the first place. So I was 4 hours late for my job, and now I have to make up my time.
So yea, to my doctor's office - you need to SUCK IT. Infertility, you can suck it too!
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