Monday, August 06, 2007

Um, hello?

"Hi, Kari? This is Dr. Doogie's office. Yeah, your 8:45 appointment is... well, he's on vacation and so won't be in that morning, so will a 10:45 appointment be okay? In fact, I'm just going to put you down for that, so if it's not okay, can you call us? 'kay, thanks, byeee!"

Um, no? It's so very NOT okay? Because I'm supposed to be twenty miles north of here at that time? And my ovaries kind of feel like two inflated balloons so I kind of have to get in for this appointment tomorrow some time? And so it's great that the Doogster can take a vacation with his family and all, but if there was doubt about whether he'd take appointments in the morning after coming back, could you ahve scheduled me for another time? AAaaannd you've pretty much fucked my ability to attend this conference, thereby probably fucking my ability to get the $600 refunded? So fuck you very much? 'kay, thanks, byeeeee!

2 comments:

Leah said...

you think he'd know better, by now, than to fuck around with a woman all hopped on up Clomid...

Trace said...

I was 'bumped' the other week and did not receive my notification LETTER in the mail because I had the nerve to move and not call the neurologists doctors office w/my new address. Of course it was a specialist (MS) and I had to make the appointment 6 months in advance. I was FURIOUS because I had the first fertility test w/the clinic the following day and I wanted to know how me being pregnant could affect my health (specifically timed). I not so gently suggested that they BUMP someone else and squeeze me in. They did. Grrrr, doctors offices...