I Want To Scream With Frustration!
Sunday, May 26, 2019
After weeks of waiting and preparing, I am ready for my surgery. Five weeks is a pretty long time to wait. Shopping is done. Conflicting appointments have been rescheduled. Pain medication prescriptions have been filled and post operative appointments have been made. Chores have been completed. I have had my intake conference with the surgery center and received a confirmation call to give me the time to arrive for surgery and actual time of surgery.
Yesterday, a friend got married. Right before we were ready to walk out the front door, I got a call from the surgery center. My surgery has been cancelled. Gaahh! Why? The nurse explained that the doctor had a death in the family. Supposedly, it was in his immediate family. If it's really true, then my heart goes out to him and his family. It is out of my control and there is nothing I can do. But...... forgive me if I sound skeptical. It's a holiday weekend and the surgery was schedule for the day following a holiday weekend. Yes, many deaths do occur over holidays. There was just something in the nurses tone that made me pause. I told her to convey my deepest sympathies to the doctor and his family. She had a very brisk response telling me she would. Then we had a conversation about the fact that I had already waited 5 weeks for the surgery. When would I be rescheduled? Could she give me an alternate date?
There was a long pause.......well, we can have someone call you on Tuesday and you can discuss that. She told me that she would write my concerns in my chart. When someone contacts me, we will discuss specifics of the rescheduled surgery.
That whole conversation seemed a bit off to me. Perhaps the doctor took some time off from his practice, maybe due to a death. Maybe something happened to the doctor himself. If that is the case, I feel for all the people involved. Death of a loved one can be devastating.
Then another thought occurred to me. Maybe the doctor just wanted to take a longer weekend
and couldn't do surgery if he partied the night before. (There are lots of rules about alcohol and doing surgery.) Who knows what the real story will be.
Right now, although I feel sympathy for the doctor and his family, I'm dealing with my own issues. Hubby and I have rescheduled all kinds of things around my need for surgery. What do I do now? Obviously, I will need to wait until Tuesday to discuss my options for surgery. I have already decided that if the doctor pushes my surgery back towards August, I will find another doctor. I've been playing with this hand issue since February 9th. That's way too long. I find myself wanting to scream with frustration but I'm conflicted because of the possible pain that others are experiencing.
I will just let out my frustration quietly at home and hope that things just happen to work out for the best.