I went to the hospital this morning. I had to get up at 6 am to be ready in time (it was a 7.40 appointment). I got to bed late because I forgot to book a taxi until it was time for bed and it took me 35 minutes to make the booking as they have messed about with the site since I last used it. I then slept badly.
Sumac blooming, or whatever it does
In the end, having allowed time for being held up on the way, I wasn’t held up, so arrived early. There were no volunteers with wheelchairs, so I had to walk. I was nearly knocked over several times by people walking on the wrong side of the corridor and/or staring at phone screens. (Plus a few other near misses due to overtaking and wheelchairs).
I arrived before the reception in Diagnostic Imaging. Reception opens at 9.00. Why, I wonder, do they start booking people in for appointments before then?
Not that it mattered for me. Arrived at 7.30. Instructed to arrive for 7.40. Reception opened at 7.45 in the end, though she did complain she wasn’t paid for working before 8..00, Appointment time 7.50. Eventually seen at 8.10. So, seen 30 minutes after I was instructed to arrive. Considering that the letter they had sent told me not to be late (in capital letters) as they may not see me, and said that missed appointments lengthened waiting lists, I was a little put out, particularly as this was the appointment they had set up after cancelling my previous one at 24 hours notice.
When I did get seen there was further delay as there was no gel. How do you run out of gel in a department that specialises in ultrasound scans. I have now had ultrasound scans on six parts of my body (some of them several times) and they have never failed to have copious supplies of gel. It’s like garage running out of oil or a pizzeria running out of cheese.
However, it was a warm spring day, the sky was blue, the birds were singing and we all had a good laugh about it. To conclude, the scan showed “nothing sinister”, so I was even happier. I hate it when they say “nothing sinister”, as it immediately makes me think of sinister things.
I then went home and slept for most of the day in front of a fan as temperatures rose. It has net been a productive day.
Garden Flowers