I've been having difficulty with playing phone tag with the cardiothoracic surgeon. I tried again around 30 minutes ago. His assistant actually answered, and admitted she thought the dr was going to call me so she never followed through to see what the notes said (if he wanted her to call me, was she to set up the last couple of tests as pre-op, or go ahead and book for surgery). She again apologized (isn't THAT getting old) and said she was going to wave it in front of his face and ask for "specific" details on what to do.
Sigh. Onto another day.
Monday, September 24, 2007
Phone tag, I'm not it
Posted by Zipperhead at 4:43 PM
Labels: cardiothoracic surgeon, emergency surgery, frustration, Thoracic Outlet
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What a bummer. Well, I hope he will call you again, so you can get on with what ever must be done. I'm sure the waiting is bugging you.
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