Once again the visit to the neuro has brought negative news. I am losing ground again. Man, that just seems to go hand in hand with Spring each year. Let's hope I can regain ground by Fall.
Still, that is just an observation. I've almost always known, right from the start, that I have relapsing-remissive MS. In my case, it's always been a progressive thing. Little by little. It makes it manageable.
But. That is not the least positive thing that came from my visit. A few days later, his office cc'd me the note he sent to my primary care physician.
It turns out that the urologist never sent them a report! The urologist also never gave me a script for the catheters, either. My neuro's office contacted them for information, and the damned uro-people gave them the same runaround I got!
I thought maybe it was just me. Perhaps I was being a scratchy-sort of lady who made the uro-people react badly. It was not me. The neuro-people were non-plussed by the encounter.
Laugh of the morning: The uro-people wanted to know "what I was going to use them for!" The neuro-people shot back, "she's going to sip ice-tea! What do you think she will use them for?"
Like Mencia says: If you ain't laughing, you ain't living.
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Little Pond
4 comments:
That's funny. Laughter is soooo important!
Then they are "uro-trash."
May the Holy Spirit inspire them to do their job correctly, and to treat your case with the respect it deserves.
I'm sorry to hear about the runaround your drs have been giving you. If you do obtain a script - I would recommend www.180medical.com. You don't have to go to the pharmacy for the catheters...they bill insurance for you and ship for free. Just a thought. Good luck with everything.
OMG, uro-trash, uro-sip, now I need to uro-laugh!!!
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