Determining how to act in certain situations I suppose is a gentle art, which I might have known at one time, but I guess I have forgotten; nah, I never got that one right, sadly.
Today was a perfect example.
I had applied for the last two years to my mammogram coordinator for the program that I qualify for and I mailed the paper work, application and doctor’s prescription on December 2nd.
My last year’s one was on December 3rd and you are not allowed to mail it out for them to get it before that date and so mailing it snail mail on the second seemed like a no-brainer…you all know me in my case that is a literal comment! Bud dumb bump…
Any-who, now get this, this was my third year doing this and sending it to the same place.
And so when I did not hear back with my appointment early last week I began calling every few days but did not get a person I got a voice mail and I did leave a message with my name and phone number requesting for them to call me back and never ever heard back from them.
But today, I called once again and I did have alive being on the other end of the line, halleluiah!
So I started with giving the woman my name and whatever she asked for and she told me that ‘yesterday’, December 12th, ten days after I sent it to the next town over which I am sure she received it the next day, she sent it back to me because their was no proof of local residence, huh?
This is my third year dealing with this one woman operation, this is just speculation on my part because why else would she not answer her phone during normal operating business hours, hmm?
To be fair to this woman who I believe is a volunteer since this is a non-profit organization doing this fine work, I blew my stack!
Every year at this time, which by the way has been getting later each year; twenty-six years ago when I started regularly going for this diagnostic procedure it had started on my birthday, with dare I say is in JULY!
You see, my Mom had breast cancer and I have had three lumpectomies … I know we only have two of them and me too! LOL!
But back in 1992 I had one and then ten years later I had bi-lateral ones or is that twos?
Any-who, the first was ductal-something but benign, which ten years later supposedly could make you more susceptible to cancer and so they did the biopsy lumpectomies to be safe and again, thankfully, they were benign, but very scary!
This was before most people were so smart about it all, but I still made a plan to have the lumpectomies and then chemo if it was cancer.
Better than my poor Mom’s no decision back in 1980 of a massive mastectomy if they were sort of sure it was cancer.
And yes I always wondered, Mom lived for two years after and then died of a massive stroke in less than 12 hours, but they never put her on chemo or radiation or anything and so you have to wonder…?
Others later said that they must have gotten it all, the cancerous, bad stuff, who knows and it is so way after the fact… but you know you gotta wonder, hmm?
And so it brings me back to why I get a wee bit crazy every year I gotta go and act like I have to know yesterday, or not?
Irrational to some, justifiable to me; but not fair to the woman that I whined too about not calling me back and telling her that I could have just sent her my photo I.D. card printout if I had only known! Boy; is that thing, my I.D. card, getting a lot of mileage on it or what twice in two days of proof of who I am, ha!
It all boils down to what my title is and I do believe that I acted like a spoiled brat, but I did not think the woman was very professional either.
She didn’t even know if she got my three messages and than said oh that’s right I tried to call you back, now does that sound true or kosher to you?
I guess we can call it a draw then, huh?
We both were wrong and there is never any excuse for any of that, shame on me, but her too!
Being decent is a lot harder some days than others, hmm?
As we all know we are all works in progress… and I am one of those BIG WORKS with slow progress…
And so with that different divulgence tonight of another glimpse into my so-called personal business, who cares I say!
I truly feel the more you share the more you realize that we are more common, wait I mean we have more IN common than, we don’t… or some such thing!
On those oddities of nature’s needs, wait that’s not right if I went au naturalle then that would mean no mammogram and more of us would die of a something that if caught early enough that dreadful disease would not be able to take hold and than we all would win! No, so a small correction, on those oddities of medical needs, that’s the ticket, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you kindly to count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?
Speaking My Mind is about: Tobi, who is a middle aged, no, oh all right a slightly over the hill woman with all the imperfections that go with that, and this concerns her daily life's perceptions and experiences.
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
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