Sometimes the only way to get the best care is to take things into your own hands. I’ve done it before, and now I’ve had to do it again. But I’m glad I did.
Dr. J had told me to call his office about a week after my testing that occurred on January 11th and January 13th to talk to a nurse about my results. So I called on Thursday the 19th. They said they’d call me back in a few days. Nothing. So I called again Monday the 23rd. The said to give it “one more day.” Nothing. I sent a MyChart message Wednesday politely demanding the results be released and for someone to call me to discuss them. Last Thursday night most of my test results were released to MyChart, but with no explanation, so I had no idea what they meant. So I called the office Friday morning to see what the heck was going on. Continue reading “I’m a Little POTSie…”
Finally, a post that’s not about dry medical procedures and appointments! I’m not expecting this post to be much of anything, though. I just need an outlet to get my thoughts together.
Since my appointment with Dr. J the first week of January, I’ve made the specified modifications he asked me to do to help me feel better. But it’s not all physical things I’m dealing with. My emotions are all over the place right now, going from angry to sad to…nothing, I guess. So how am I doing, really? Continue reading “Modifications and Coping”
No, this isn’t a post about love or relationships. My life is slightly more complicated than that right now.
On Friday afternoon, I received a phone call from CardioNet, the company providing the heart monitor I was to wear for two weeks. A nice lady asked me if it had arrived yet. I said it hadn’t, but I had received a UPS notification that it was out for delivery. She said they had provided enough supplies to last for the entire prescription, so I shouldn’t need to buy anything, but to call them if I needed more supplies for some reason or had any questions. I thought it was nice of them to call.
About 45 minutes later, the cats alerted me to the fact that the UPS man was here! (They growl and run away to hide when they hear the truck pull up.) I actually received two packages. One was the salt tablets I had ordered from Amazon, since I quickly realized that trying to consume 5 g of sodium in my diet was going to be impossible for me. The other package was indeed my CardioNet monitor, which I have named Sherlock. Continue reading “Deducing My Heart”