January 9, 2012
Where is
McWonderful when I need him? Probably off to join the Gray’s Anatomy series!
Need additional
surgery to remove a “V”-shaped piece being rejected by my ankle bone. So, back
in the Healthcare System circus! Now that I am in another state, I have to
register to get healthcare services at the local clinic. Turned over the Xerox
of my Passport, CPF (equivalent to a Social Security Card that I acquired after
I got married here in 1999-a Green Card story) and my paper ID card from the
Registro clinic. I was asked my parents names, what year I completed in school,
my birth place, current address and phone numbers. Since the physicians are on
holiday hours I have to show up between 8:00 and 9:00am and 13:00-14:00 to be
seen first come-first served. All of the firm plastic seats in the lobby were
filled with squirming butts. All eyes turn towards the newest arrival. Kind of
embarrassing when the simple questions are asked like “what was the last year
you attended school” and I didn’t have a clue what the cute, young, dashing
receptionist tall (which I could only stab at since he was sitting in a
swirling office chair) is asking in earnest. Drat. The natural reaction of
exasperation appeared when rich Tobblerone eyes gestured several others to
assist in the problematic conversation to repeat the same question, only louder
this time! I finally got the message and responded only to be faced with the
challenge of explaining what type of appointment I need.
The pharmacist
could not fill my open order for remedies so I will have to wait to see a
physician and set up an appointment. The incision should be small and heal
readily. Only wish I didn’t have to stay out of the ocean and sun while the
skin heals! Ugly foot.
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