I love all ya’lls comments to my venting post yesterday and your suggestions on what I should do. Thankfully, I didn’t have to sing at the top of my lungs or drag my screaming baby to annoy the whole doctors office staff.
And I got the paperwork. Signed,
sealed faxed, delivered.
Of course, it wasn’t easy. It never is. I actually called the office this morning, where I was told, Of course we have a copy of the letter- it’s sitting right here…” (umm, so then what was that story about it being at the medical records scanning company for weeks and weeks? Whatever.) I told her I’d be there in an hour.
I was handed an envelop- hooray! Not so fast. I opened it, just to check to make sure it was what I needed. Ummm…the second page was BLANK. There were 2 essay type questions and only the first one was filled out. SERIOUSLY?! So now I’m guess I’m glad it never made it by mail.
So the stupid nurse, or assistant, or whatever she is, actually asked me what I wanted it to say. Because of course the doctor didn’t write it- it was just stamped with his signature at the bottom. So in hindsight, I should have just written the thing myself, then taken it in to get stamped, and we would have been done with this thing 3 weeks ago.
So now I’m really hoping the letter said the right thing. I actually got teary in the car when I was reading it, because it makes Grayson’s condition sound really bad. But I guess that’s what we want- it needs to be convincing that we need help. But still, it’s hard to see all these things listed in one place, using really big medical words.
I was told we should hear in about a week if we made it through this hoop and which hoop we will have to jump through next.