One Thursday I started vomiting, thought I had the flu.
Sunday morning wife drove me to the emergency room. Gall stone and a diseased gall bladder. I was told that Sunday afternoon they would run a tube down my throat to remove the blockage and clean out the "sludge". While I was still under anesthesia they would remove my gall blander by laparoscopic surgery. Didn't happen, then I was told it would be Monday morning.
Monday at 4 PM they came and got me. OK a day late I'll accept that. When I woke up in the recovery room I learned they only preformed the first procedure of removing the blockage. My gall blander surgery was now scheduled for Tuesday. I haven't eaten for 4 days! And now they want to make it 5?!?
Late Monday night I got a roommate. Roommate had previously had a heart, 8 shunts installed in his arteries and part of one lung removed. He had woke up at home in extreme pain to discover his left left leg was almost black. Lack of blood flow the Doctors said and they were planning on amputating the leg. Within a 1/2 hour they had him in surgury. Surgeon tapped into my roommates right leg artery and ran a tube over to the left leg artery and it appeared they saved the leg.
While I was overhearing the conversations about my roommate I wondered how more serious (then me) patients may have taken priority over me for a surgery room? Or a Doctor? Or an Anesthesiologist? Or Nurse? Which could have delayed my surgery? Thank God my health isn't that of my former roommate!
I don't know what problems your Pharmacy had. Perhaps they did check the computer inventory for your medicine before giving you the 1 to 1 1/2 hour wait? Then learned later when they went to fill your prescription the computer inventory was off? Perhaps they called another Pharmacy to try to get the drug they needed for you? Or they made a simple mistake? I know of only one perfect person and they crucified Him.
Bank Teller hung up her phone as she motioned me to be next. She appeared to be 10 months pregnant and tears started rolling down her checks as she waited on me. She didn't talk and made several mistakes as she processed my withdrawal. Bad news from the phone call? She wasn't wearing a wedding ring, boy friend said "no thanks"? Hormones? Just a unusually bad day?
Outright rude employee, yes a nice talk with a Manager is in order. But just because life didn't go our way is no reason (IMHO) to declare WW III.
Sunday morning wife drove me to the emergency room. Gall stone and a diseased gall bladder. I was told that Sunday afternoon they would run a tube down my throat to remove the blockage and clean out the "sludge". While I was still under anesthesia they would remove my gall blander by laparoscopic surgery. Didn't happen, then I was told it would be Monday morning.
Monday at 4 PM they came and got me. OK a day late I'll accept that. When I woke up in the recovery room I learned they only preformed the first procedure of removing the blockage. My gall blander surgery was now scheduled for Tuesday. I haven't eaten for 4 days! And now they want to make it 5?!?
Late Monday night I got a roommate. Roommate had previously had a heart, 8 shunts installed in his arteries and part of one lung removed. He had woke up at home in extreme pain to discover his left left leg was almost black. Lack of blood flow the Doctors said and they were planning on amputating the leg. Within a 1/2 hour they had him in surgury. Surgeon tapped into my roommates right leg artery and ran a tube over to the left leg artery and it appeared they saved the leg.
While I was overhearing the conversations about my roommate I wondered how more serious (then me) patients may have taken priority over me for a surgery room? Or a Doctor? Or an Anesthesiologist? Or Nurse? Which could have delayed my surgery? Thank God my health isn't that of my former roommate!
I don't know what problems your Pharmacy had. Perhaps they did check the computer inventory for your medicine before giving you the 1 to 1 1/2 hour wait? Then learned later when they went to fill your prescription the computer inventory was off? Perhaps they called another Pharmacy to try to get the drug they needed for you? Or they made a simple mistake? I know of only one perfect person and they crucified Him.
Bank Teller hung up her phone as she motioned me to be next. She appeared to be 10 months pregnant and tears started rolling down her checks as she waited on me. She didn't talk and made several mistakes as she processed my withdrawal. Bad news from the phone call? She wasn't wearing a wedding ring, boy friend said "no thanks"? Hormones? Just a unusually bad day?
Outright rude employee, yes a nice talk with a Manager is in order. But just because life didn't go our way is no reason (IMHO) to declare WW III.