Bob has a neurologist, a urologist, an endocrinologist. He has a pain management doctor, a primary care doctor and an ear nose throat guy. Oh, and a gastrointestinal doctor. And they all want to see him every two months or three months or once a month (that's the pain doc). My Bob's a popular guy!
Do these doctors know how difficult it is to get to places in a wheelchair?? Do they know what a hassle it is? Do they know how expensive it is? Of course, they know the latter-- these are the guys with the brand new BMWs, waterfront condos and the european vacations. They wear shoes that cost more than my car.
On Tuesday, we saw the neurologist for about 2 seconds flat. Well, maybe I'm exaggerating a bit. But not much, because the whole visit took as long as it takes to say this:
Dr: Did the Botox help Robert's arm?
Dr.: Hmm. Well, give it another week. Sometimes it's slow to respond.
Dr: See you in three months!
That insightful appointment cost a $40.00 co-pay plus $8.00 for the wheelchair transport service. Not to mention it took all afternoon because--
To get there I had to schedule the wheelchair transport 45 minutes prior to the appointment time, 30 minutes for a "window" for the transport to arrive, plus 10 minutes of loading time and 5 minutes of drive time. The transport came on time, so we got there 30 minutes early. Then the doctor was running 55 minutes behind schedule, so I had to cancel our return trip and be put on "stand by" which means, basically, you call when you're ready then wait another 45 minutes for a van to show up. Not to mention another 30 minutes in the bathroom with Bob trying to pee and me, squished between the toilet and the paper towel dispenser, staring at the ceiling.
And do these doctors know how un-handicap accessible their handicap accessible bathrooms are???
Today, we are off to see the Ear Nose Throat doctor. yippee!
Well, that's my rant for the day. Bye!