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HOPING FOR A POSTCARD

  • I do not really want to write a post on the follow-up, so I am commenting on myself here and yes, it will be lengthy. So, I never received a post card. I got a call instead! When I answered the phone, the gal giving the path results could not hear me. I could hear her just fine. She says, "Am I on speaker?" Um, yes because the phone call automatically gets answered through the car. I opted to call her back and she says to me, "Okay, but I'm only going to be here for another 10 minutes (it was approaching 3:30 p.m. on a Friday afternoon)." Nice! I was 2 minutes from my home just around the block at my mailbox. I hung up and told her I would call back in just a minute or so (so that she could hear me better). I call back, went straight to voice mail! It is the voice mail for the MOHS surgery scheduling line. Grrrr . . . and some other expletives as I was literally waiting to find out if I had skin cancer. Seriously, the office was going to let me wait and wonder the entire weekend and wait until Monday morning rolled around?! I called the office back and insisted that "someone qualified" please read the results to let me know what next steps I needed to take because girlfriend had already grabbed her purse and left for the day. Yeah, it was benign with a chance of reoccurring, so something to watch and it could have friends. I was grateful, thankful, then I berated the messenger a bit letting her know that the office needs to do a much better job at following its own patient care procedures. I wondered with HIPPA what kind of post card they might have sent me in the mail . . . In any case, calling me was a bad move. I would have rather waited for the darn postcard. Searching for a new derm office? You bet!

    L

  • I'm so glad it was benign. How frustrating of the doctor's office.  I hope T had a great birthday!  Sounds like an awesome party!