The dreaded retinologist appointment was fast approaching, and I had been fighting hysteria because I could not bear the thought of seeing him again since he had hurt me (and stuck me twice with the needle) at my last appointment. I knew I had until Wednesday (February 22) to cancel my appointment, but was agonizing over whether or not I could stay calm enough to talk with anybody about finding another doctor or even cancel my appointment.
I awoke this morning fighting back tears and the depression that kept creeping into my soul like some fog that can’t decide if it’s going to dissipate or blanket everything in its wake! Once I had a jolly red nose and a stack of tissues from trying to imitate a goose, I dialed my HMO and asked for another retinologist’s name in the Dothan, AL area. Naturally there were none listed, and I was told to call around and ask the listed ophthalmologists if they were retina specialists. (So much for customer service!)
Thus began my new hunt for Dr.”?” I was lucky — maybe even blessed — this morning because the ophthalmologist’s office I phoned has a retina specialist who comes in every Thursday, and a wonderful empathetic customer service receptionist. That wonderful lady must be used to horror stories from hysterical patients (of which I am now one). I see my new doctor Thursday morning, and Ms. Empathy said she would even call and cancel my appointment with my old doctor. And yes, I did have unused tissues left when I hung up the phone.