That has been my mantra sine yesterday. Yesterday, when the twat swatters from UCONN, made me cry. Yes, they made me cry. How you ask? Well, they were mean to me. AND they lost my chart. AND they didn't have a treatment plan for me. AND none of them know what the fuck is going on. The bitch I talked to yesterday basically made me feel like I was doing something wrong. Which I totally wasn't! She said "y'know, you're really rushing this..." I almost jumped through the fucking phone. I was at work however, and so I maintained the conversation without swearing at her or threatening to kick her ass. Luckily for her. What I did manage to finally get was an 8:30 appointment for today for a baseline and blood work.
I went to the appointment. The waiting room was jam packed. And at least one person in there smelled like soup. Not cool. I finally got to the exam room where I was instructed to drop trou and hop up on the table. And then? Then....
They. Fucking. Forgot. Me.
Straight up, forgot about the half naked woman sitting on a table on cycle day TWO. Forgot me.
GAH!! Inner peace, inner peace, inner fucking peace.
Fortunately, once I did actually receive my wanding (approx. 35 minutes AFTER undressing) there were NO cysts. WOO!! I was sent down to get blood drawn, where I encountered the one and only person in the building who wasn't a flaming asshole and who seemed to know how to do her job. Campbell, from the second floor, I love thee. Thank you for not being a douche bag like the assholes on the third floor. Wait...the lady who handles my insurance is good too, so she is excluded from the assholedom of the third floor.
Long story short, I start my injections tonight. And they added Crinone to my list of meds. * sigh of relief *
Oh, and I did get somewhat of an apology from the ass bag that was so rude to me yesterday. Apparently they were extremely short staffed. And I get that. I really do. But just tell me that. Dont try and make ME feel like an asshole. Asshole.
Whatever....I'm moving forward. Yay! And hopefully, this will be it. And I wont have to deal with them after this. Ever. Again.