Another week in Paradise. The antibiotics, etc. didn't work but I went to work anyway and dealt with a whole great big bunch of traumatic issues which I'll tell you about when the dust settles. As it is, the drama continues with my doctor. On Wednesday I went for my follow-up on last week's visit to the ER. The following conversation ensued with the very nice front desk lady . . .
SOG: Hi! I'm Kay Dennison & I have an 11:15 appointment with Dr. Julie.
A startled look crossed the very nice lady's face as she scanned her computer's screen.
VNL: We didn't get in touch with you.
VNL: Dr. Julie is sick.
SOG: So am I. That's why I'm here. I was in ER a week ago one step away from pneumonia & I'm still sick. The antibiotics haven't worked.
VNL: I'm sorry. We will have to reschedule you.
SOG: I took time off from work to be here that I really can't afford. I need a doctor.
VNL: I'm sorry . there's no one who can see you, Ms. Dennison. I can give you an appointment on the 31st at this time.
VNL: I'm sorry. You can call when she comes back & perhaps she'll have you come in before then.
SOG: And talk to that VOOP who leaves me on hold forever? I don't think so.
VNL: I really am sorry, ma'am.
SOG: I know -- it isn't your fault. It's just what happens when one has the dread disease, NHHI -- Not Having Health Insurance. I just wonder how many people are dying from NHHI and .if anyone really cares.
Copyright 2006 Kay Dennison