If you're feeling like all I've been doing lately is whining, you're right. I've had a really sh*tty last week and a half.
I'm very, very glad that I have my first meeting with the therapist coming up. I'm feeling really down, and completely defeated today.
Dr. G's office called the lab this morning to tell them which test to run, and the lab is STILL working on it because they said that there are consent forms that go along with this type of test. (This is the karyotype test to check my chromosomes, so it's the really important one.)
The lab (at my regular practice) then told me that it was going to a problem because I'm no longer a patient of Dr. N. "Excuse me?" Well since I asked to have my records transferred and got a referral to Dr. G, they assumed that I was changing practices. (Mind you, my primary care is still in the same building, and part of the same practice.)
Just kill me now.
It's now three hours later and I'm still waiting for a call back to find out if this has been resolved and whether I can go back to have my freaking blood drawn.
Six o'clock can't come soon enough. Hope the therapist has riot gear.
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