...or good office helpers really.
Okay, y'all know I haven't held back on all the aches and pains my tired 39 year old body have become acquainted with. I went to the GP, the OB/Gyn and the Gastro doctors all over the last three months with my abdomen pains. They finally all came to the general consensus that it is scar tissue from my previous c-sections and abdominal hysterectomy, that will need to be removed. My most loved OB/GYN doctor would not be able to do it, because he only does female surgeries, and I no longer have those parts....I would need to see a General Surgeon. My doctor had one he recommended highly. After much, MUCH phone time, running all over the North MS and Memphis area to doctors and did I mention much phone time, even emails people, I finally got a referral to a doctor who they say can take care of this. However, he was not the doctor I had originally been referred to because he couldn't take me for some reason..... Of course one of my previously visited doctors offices did the referral AND made the appointment. The patient relations rep called me with the office info and appointment time. I was pleased.
Fast Forward....of course the appointment was about one month out, because you can't get in to see a specialist you haven't been in the care of since birth without a long wait. My appointment is still 3 weeks out, but I thought I would call today and make sure of the address, time, verify that they take my insurance and such so that there are no glitches when I arrive. FOR ONCE my OCD paid off, because here is what happened:
I called, she answered......
"Hello, UT OB/GYN group, this is Tiffany, can I help you?"(this immediately sent up a flag, I've already seen an gyn doctor)
Me: "Yes, is this Dr. Dan Martin's office?"
Tiffany: "Yes, it is."
Me: "Well, I have an appointment with Dr. Martin, and I wanted to verify that you accept Cigna Ins. and get your location, just out of curiosity, is Dr. Martin a general surgeon?"
Tiffany: "No, he's a Reproductive Endocrinologist"
Me: "Okay, this is clearly a test of my medical terminology, but isn't he the doctor I would see if I was TRYING to get pregnant, and having hormonal related difficulties?"
Me: "Okay, I'm thinking he isn't going to be able to help me."
Tiffany: "Oh, Dr. Martin is good, he has helped a lot of women to get pregnant, and I'm sure he'll be able to help you."
Me: "I'm pretty sure they all had a uterus Tiff. And I'm not trying to get pregnant, I have scar tissue from other surgeries that needs to be removed."
Tiff: "Oh, no, he doesn't do things like that."
Me: "Thank you, while Dr. Martin. may not be able to help me, your exuberance has left me much less frustrated."
And now and I sit here, Tiff's exuberance has worn off, and I am frustrated. Could someone redirect me to square one please?
And I just realized that I have been here typing for some time, and I forgot to turn on the timer, and I have color in my hair. So, I may have purple, or red, or goth black hair, who really knows.