Just Wait

I'm not upset, I just don't understand. I scheduled a mammogram over a month ago. They asked me to arrive 15 minutes early in order to complete paperwork. I rushed everywhere, school, WalMart, Trader Joe's, home, back to school to deliver forgotten goods, skipped a shower, recruited my mother for noon pick-up, and, miraculously was on time, 15 minutes early, as requested by the schedule makers.

I sat. I waited. I sat for thirty-five minutes past my appointment time, plus the 15 minutes pre-time, equals 50 minutes of waiting, for a SIX minute procedure. Six minutes.

If I had known that I was going to be sitting, waiting, I would have been late. You know though, if I were to arrive late, they would have been on time. I would have had to reschedule, and repeat the entire process all over again.

I'm forever under the control of the mammogram technician folk. I don't think it's fair. I shouldn't be old enough to need a routine mammogram. I should have been waiting for the next available pedicurist instead. They have better magazines. I feel younger there.


As long as you got your stop to Trader Joe's in...all is well! HA HA! Sorry you had "that" appointment today, not fun! Self diagnosed ADD makes 50 minutes sound like 50 YEARS to me!
Sarah Markley said…
Soooo sorry you had to wait. I'm glad to see a mammy post here!=)