Pity Party.

I’m throwing myself a pity party today. I’m also throwing myself an “I hate coronavirus” party.

We had a visit yesterday and Iowa City with gastroenterology. We need to schedule the procedure that will help treat/resolve Gannon’s anal achalasia. This involves him being sedated.

We already have a consult with neurosurgery tomorrow as well as an echocardiogram of his heart tomorrow. The stars aligned and we were able to snag an appointment time for tomorrow and Gannon could have all three very important appointments tomorrow in one day.

Because Gannon was having a procedure and will be sedated and not just an appointment, that meant Craig could also come with for the first time in months.

We scheduled the appointments and I was so excited that for the first time since Gannon was born we had a diagnosis and a treatment plan for at least one of his problems. After Wednesday, maybe Gannon wouldn’t cry every single time he poops.

So I raced home from Iowa city, threw supper together, and was out the door and on my way to work overnight last night.

On my way home from work this morning, I got a phone call from Iowa city to schedule Gannon’s Covid swab for today. He said he has to have one collected before noon today in Iowa city or he can’t have his procedure tomorrow. Keep in mind, I had just got done working the overnight, Craig is already at work, and we now have three hours to make a 2 Hour drive one way just to get a swab in his nose.

I asked if they could make an exception and let us get swabbed at a closer facility and they said no. I asked if we could come super early tomorrow and get swabbed because his sedation wasn’t until 11. They said no. They said there was absolutely no exception they could make to this rule other than Gannon being in Iowa city by noon today.

Craig is already at work. I just worked an overnight on zero sleep as we were in Iowa City yesterday, now entering my 26th hour awake as I type this, my mom is in Rochester getting more testing for her thyroid cancer, and my sister is on the way back to the doctor with a sick Georgia.

So all of the appointments that we had to move around to make room for the sedation tomorrow had to be moved back. The procedure is canceled, we have to wait another three weeks, and now that he isn’t getting the procedure tomorrow,
Craig isn’t allowed in the hospital. I rearranged work, I rearranged childcare, all because the scheduler forgot to mention this teeny tiny detail that is the coronavirus swab. Not only that, but the next day we have to schedule this procedure, we have to rearrange two of his other appointments to have it THAT day.

Maybe it is the no sleep, maybe it is because I’m so sick of driving all over the Midwest, maybe I just wish another adult could come with me to all of these big scary appointments with our squirmy toddler, maybe I just can’t take being inconvenienced by the pandemic for just one more day, but damnit I’m throwing myself a pity party today.

11 thoughts on “Pity Party.

  1. Susan smit says:

    I blame the hospital yesterday for not telling you when you were there to do it then. That was their total screw up and if it was me I would follow it up with a call to the head of the hospital. Especially as they know the distance you traveled to see them and with a young child too. They are being totally unreasonable.

    • Cathy Odle says:

      I am so sorry about this screw up! The next time you are scheduling appointments like this, make them triple check. Throw a hissy fit if they won’t check, until they do. I have had to do this a few times with my husband. You have a right to be taken care of. Give your sweet boys a hug and do something really nice for yourself

  2. Elle says:

    Holy hell! You are soooo entitled to the pity party! They were extremely remiss in not “mentioning the COVID test”.

    Hugs to you and getting this major shuffle coordinated yet again!

  3. Ellie says:

    You are sure entitled to your party! It happens so often that you were supposed to have this or that done beforehand but no one bothered to tell you! I would follow up to make sure your unhappiness is registered. Healthcare is a competitive business and people need to remember that you are a customer.

  4. Donna says:

    Absolutely throw it! And then contact the someone about the screw up so this kind of thing doesn’t happen again!
    Love and prayers

  5. Susan the Farm Quilter says:

    Oh for crying in the beer!!! Whoever scheduled everything yesterday totally screwed up!! They should have done the stupid covid test then!!! They are extremely unreasonable and I would pitch a fit if I were you! You are totally entitled to you pity party and rage party on the stupid scheduler! I hope you were able to sleep some today…you need it. It always helps to have some sleep, especially with your schedule!

    • Marilyn says:

      I can loan you the doll I got my mom when she had bad days it’s called a Dammit Doll..whenever things don’t go so well, and you want to hit the wall and yell, here’s a little Dammit doll, that you can’t do without, just grasp it firmly by the legs and find a place to slam it. And as you whack the stuffing out yell Dammit!Dammit!Dammit!.
      http://Www.Dammitdolls.com
      Sorry you had all of this happen

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