I spoke to the appointment co-ordinator for the G.I. specialist I've been referred to, and I was told that they are booking appointments for 16 to 20 MONTHS away.
After talking to her on the phone for 20 minutes, I had her convinced that I must be employed in the medical field, because, apparently I sound that knowledgeable about G.I. problems and tests and so forth.
Another thing is, my mom (only after I mentioned it) told me that a very long time ago she was diagnosed with gastroparesis. So that just tells me that I'm probably looking in the right direction.
I spoke to the receptionist at the walk-in clinic this morning, and it turns out the doctor I was supposed to have an appointment with LAST Monday will be away until Friday this week. So I've called MY doctor, and set up an appointment for tomorrow to try to convince him to send me for tests.
Wish me luck!
Remembering Michael Lennick
1 week ago
2 comments:
WHAT.
Sounds like someone is looking to have his shins kicked in.
Really? Really? Come on, people. This is insane. I'm so sorry. :sending love and good juju:
Thanks! I told the receptionist to step on the doctor's toes when he gets back, and then kick him in the shins. She said she would for me!
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