Okay, I have to tell you I am at my @#%$ limit with the clinic here.
They told me to come in for bloodwork last week so I did. When I was there, they confirmed I would not get the results because I had to come back for the second day of bloodwork to see if my hormone levels were increasing or decreasing. She said I could find out the results, but they really wouldn’t mean anything until we had the second set to compare them with. Okay, fine.
So I go in this morning and they have no idea why I’m there. I refresh their memory. Oh, okay, we have to find the order for the bloodwork. Fine. So they finally call me in and as the one lady is preparing to draw my blood, the other lady sees me and says “Why are you here? Didn’t they call you with the results?”
What?
NO, I told her, YOU told me there was no point in knowing the results because we had to do more bloodwork. AND no one called me regardless. She says “Well your results were negative.” So she brings over the results and my hormone level was <5 which is negative. So, she says, “Since you had a negative urine and a negative blood…” Okay, so I say “Well can I talk to someone? I mean, am I okay? Do I need to do anything?” She says “You can go talk to the nurse.” FINE. I’m a little pissed, but figure it’s not HER fault.
So I go to the front desk and ask to talk to the nurse. The lady is snippy and says “Why do you need to talk to her?” That hit my button so I have to admit I snapped a bit and told her “Because I was pregnant and now I’m not and I’d really like to talk to someone for two minutes about it.” I was told to have a seat.
So I waited for 20 minutes and no one ever called me or came over. I was already late for work so just left.
I got back to the office and I was livid. I called Tom to tell him what had happened and I was just about bawling. Thank god no one was in the office yet. He got the clinic phone number from me and was going to call them.
WHAT THE @#%$? I’m glad having a @#%$ miscarriage (or if it wasn’t a miscarriage, whatever @#%$ issue I have) is so @#%$ inconsequential to them that they can’t even @#%$ get someone to talk to me for two minutes, even just to reassure me everything is fine and I should have no issues in the future.
So as I was just sitting here, @#%$ pissed and writing this post, Tom called back saying he had just gotten off the phone with them and they were EXTREMELY APOLOGETIC. Apparently, no one communicated with each other, and no one told the head nurse that I was there or had been in, because she was EXPECTING ME! She said she was going to have a meeting with the entire staff regarding this situation so it wouldn’t happen again.
After I calm down, I will call her to have the two-minute conversation I should have had at the clinic (unless she calls me first which I’m somehow doubting will happen).