We have to take Patty to the hospital tomorrow morning for pre-operation testing, then go out and buy our weekend’s groceries. It’s been my experience with hospitals that the prevailing philosophy is “Show up on time and then wait three hours, do not pass Go,” etc.
I used to have a function here that let me post tomorrow stuff I wrote today for tomorrow… but it looks like WordPress has taken that away. So I have NO IDEA when I will be back here tomorrow.
Well, you could always come here and enjoy a stroll around the Archives. I promise you it’ll be more fun than sitting in a waiting room. Especially if they have “The View” on their television.
9 comments on “Will I Be Here Tomorrow?”
Waiting room TVs are the worst.
I’ll be praying for you and Patty — as I always do, but more so.
Thanks, Phoebe–we need it.
It would take a near-death experience to get my wife to a doctor. Prayers for Patty.
Thank you. It’s just tests tomorrow, though–surgery’s not yet.
Only wait three hours…well, be happy you are not here waiting, for it could be more than eight hours, as I endured two weeks ago waiting to see my doctor (I always bring a seat cushion and a book to read, one time I was able to read a 300-page book). Of course, there is a reason, my doctor has two clinics, a two-hour drive between them. He’s here in our town two days a week, and the rest of the time in the other clinic and hospital, at times doing emergency surgery. Thus, many times he is not able to be on time. And even when he and his nurse arrive, they need to sleep for a while before seeing anyone.
People come from a long way to see the doctor, and many times end up waiting all day and some of the night, or all night. They will sleep on the chairs, the floor, or wherever while waiting. They wait, for it might have been an eight-hour drive or more just to get here.
And, we do pray for you and Patty, and for Patty that all goes well for her operation.
I think everyone here in New Jersey would be horribly upset if our medical services were no better than Mindanao’s. But it must be said that when I was a boy, the delivery of medical service to the patient was infinitely better than it is now. Most people nowadays are too young ever to have received a house call from a doctor.
We still had house calls when I was young (1940s and early 1950s), but even when I was grown there were shorter waits than we have now — and those were walk-ins, not 3-months-in-advance appointments. I think the change started in the 1990s and became infinitely worse with Obamacare.
Mike, I once had to wait for my doctor long enough to reread the first three books of “Paradise Lost.”
I still don’t understand why we can’t have doctors’ house calls anymore.