Accursed Medical Community
Jun. 25th, 2003 03:38 pmI called my doc to get an appointment last week. The earliest they had was late July, which was fine since I was just going for a follow up check-up. What wasn't fine was that I was gonna run out of anti-inflams and cholesterol meds before I got to see Dr. Yost, so I asked if the prescriptions could be called in. "Suuuuuuuuuure," the Office Drone said in the most mock-friendly voice she could muster. I heard ominous incidental music and thought it sounded vaguely like Jerry Goldsmith's work, particularly from The Omen
So Monday I go to Eckerd to pick up my meds and Lo and Behold! they had not been called in. So I promptly called my doctor's office and asked "Whassup?" They said "Yo! We'll have the nurse call you in the morning." Hmph......
Yesterday morning, Ginger the Ever-Helpful Nurse gave me a ring and spoke, as if to say, "Hey you! What's your problem, byatch? I called your drugs in on the 18th and talked to Ed the Friendly Pharmacist. Are you whack or what? You need to call Ed and have him call me 'cos this stinks."
I thought Why don't you call Ed yourself? and then I called Eckerd. "Hello," I said. "May I please speak with Ed the Friendly Pharmacist?"
"Who Dat?" the store clerk said. "We don't got no steenking Ed here. Please hang up now."
Hoomm....
Back to Ginger the Ever-Helpful Nurse. "Excuuuuse me, lady, but Eckerd doesn't have a Friendly Pharmacist named Ed. Are you sure you called Eckerd?"
Exasperated, she replied, "Yes, but I'll call your meds in again." And spite dripped from her voice into a small urn she keeps between her Nurse Shoes at all times in the event she has a Malice Overload.
Cut to yesterday afternoon. I call Eckerd back. "Hi there, people. Do you have a call in for the drugs that keep my heart from clogging and my joints from locking?"
"Why we sure do, hunnybunches, but your insurance company won't pay for until July 11th 'cos they were just recently filled and your wanting more so soon after that makes you look like a hypochondriac asshole! Please hang up now."
I tried to call my insurance company, but they were already closed.
So this morning I called Cigna and spoke with Jennifer the Knower of All Things Insurance-Related. "O Jennifer, please help me. I need to know when was the last time a claim was filed on my cholesterol meds and anti-inflammatory."
"You who art lost in this Labyrinth of Medical Confusion, I will guide you into the Light...there is peace in the Light. It would appear that these meds were filled on 18 June."
"Can you tell me what drug store?"
After a brief moment of speaking in tongues and connecting with the spirit world that dwells on her computer, Jennifer disclosed the Key to the Mystery.
My meds were called in to CVS right across the street from Eckerd.
Ginger the Ever-Helpful Nurse deserves to have her malicious butt kicked across the street as well.
Why do I always end up having problems and issues with women named Ginger? The sphincter closes tightly at the mere mention of the name. boo.
So Monday I go to Eckerd to pick up my meds and Lo and Behold! they had not been called in. So I promptly called my doctor's office and asked "Whassup?" They said "Yo! We'll have the nurse call you in the morning." Hmph......
Yesterday morning, Ginger the Ever-Helpful Nurse gave me a ring and spoke, as if to say, "Hey you! What's your problem, byatch? I called your drugs in on the 18th and talked to Ed the Friendly Pharmacist. Are you whack or what? You need to call Ed and have him call me 'cos this stinks."
I thought Why don't you call Ed yourself? and then I called Eckerd. "Hello," I said. "May I please speak with Ed the Friendly Pharmacist?"
"Who Dat?" the store clerk said. "We don't got no steenking Ed here. Please hang up now."
Hoomm....
Back to Ginger the Ever-Helpful Nurse. "Excuuuuse me, lady, but Eckerd doesn't have a Friendly Pharmacist named Ed. Are you sure you called Eckerd?"
Exasperated, she replied, "Yes, but I'll call your meds in again." And spite dripped from her voice into a small urn she keeps between her Nurse Shoes at all times in the event she has a Malice Overload.
Cut to yesterday afternoon. I call Eckerd back. "Hi there, people. Do you have a call in for the drugs that keep my heart from clogging and my joints from locking?"
"Why we sure do, hunnybunches, but your insurance company won't pay for until July 11th 'cos they were just recently filled and your wanting more so soon after that makes you look like a hypochondriac asshole! Please hang up now."
I tried to call my insurance company, but they were already closed.
So this morning I called Cigna and spoke with Jennifer the Knower of All Things Insurance-Related. "O Jennifer, please help me. I need to know when was the last time a claim was filed on my cholesterol meds and anti-inflammatory."
"You who art lost in this Labyrinth of Medical Confusion, I will guide you into the Light...there is peace in the Light. It would appear that these meds were filled on 18 June."
"Can you tell me what drug store?"
After a brief moment of speaking in tongues and connecting with the spirit world that dwells on her computer, Jennifer disclosed the Key to the Mystery.
My meds were called in to CVS right across the street from Eckerd.
Ginger the Ever-Helpful Nurse deserves to have her malicious butt kicked across the street as well.
Why do I always end up having problems and issues with women named Ginger? The sphincter closes tightly at the mere mention of the name. boo.
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Date: 2003-06-25 01:56 pm (UTC)Ginger the Ever-Helpful Nurse deserves to have her malicious butt kicked across the street as well.
Ginger needs to be advised that she may be incompetent. She lost your drugs. And if she lost yours, it's certain at least one other person got screwed up by this as well.
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Date: 2003-06-25 02:01 pm (UTC)