Paris
Just to contrast with my clinic (it is a zoo) Other than my first two months after transplant, it has been my responsibility to book my appointments with the front desk. And it is a cattle call. You have to get there the day of your appointment and put your name on a list and if you aren't there at the crack of dawn, you may not get seen until afternoon. The catch is, the neph STARTS clinic at 11:30 am.
So, get there at 8:30, do bloodwork (
don't get me started on same day bloodwork) then run upstairs, put your name on a lst, and then wait, and wait, and wait (then wait some more). I am lucky that my clinic is on the Columbia Campus, so I usually run errands or visit friends. But it is always a wasted day for me.
For three years, I have never asked for special treatment, but I have to say that I am close to doing just that. Everyone can laugh that I waited until the last minute to refill some of my meds, and the rx ran out, the pharmacy called the clinic, and whoever answered the phone (
didn't know me and just glanced at my digital record) said "Tell her that we won't refill her meds until she comes in for a clinic visit - she's overdue". My pharmacist cracked up and then called me to laugh that I was "non-compliant".
A simple e-mail corrected the problem, and I am going in for a clinic appointment on 12/19 (I booked the appointment myself). So much for being "non-compliant".
The upshot is, it is not personal. They're not singling you out, it is worse than that, they are ignoring everyone. The system is so overwhealmed, understaffed and poorly educated that we are simply names on a chart. Your ex-floor nurse coordinator will either get with the program or move on. You'll still be there. If she is treating you like this, she is treating everyone like this.
We love you, we support your battle, but like Karol does, you just have to do it yourself. Don't trust them to be able to follow up. You need to tell them what to do. It sucks, BUT, you are a strong, smart empowered woman who knows the ropes. You'll be able to teach them a thing or two before it is all said and done.
Don't let them get you down, you're the winner in this game, against all odds, you are alive, celebrating holidays with your family and NOT tied to a dialysis machine.
(
Epoman & Susie would be saying kick some a** and take some names - then Susie would give you a big bear hug and offer you a shot of tequila)
xoxo
Anna