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production, I are it
Oct. 7th, 2009 04:44 pmWell, in addition to securing my crown as Most Ungrateful Grandchild in the World, it's been a productive Wednesday. I spent over 2 hours in the dentist's office - even though I was there on time - for one damn filling. So that I can avoid the pain of heat and cold, I'm drinking out of the opposite side of my mouth, which leaves me looking something like Popeye without his pipe. The one bright spot of the trip was not having to make a co-pay because apparently, the dental office was still sitting on $66 of MY MONEY as a credit overpaid to them when I had my wisdom teeth extracted - 14 MONTHS AGO. Nobody bothered to tell me there was an overpayment. If I'd moved suddenly, would I have ever gotten it back? HA.
This reminds me of a week after Mom died, Dad and my sister went to her dentist's office to collect a $200 credit they still had owed her. Keep in mind this office is outside the county and not really near the town where Mom lived (where everybody knew she'd died), and they didn't know her personally except as an occasional patient. Dad was informed by the receptionist that earlier in the week, "someone" had told them Mom died - so they deleted her records from their system ... including the record of money owed her. Dad raised cain until they promised a refund - but what we all want to know is, is it now common practice for "someone" to just be able to walk into a medical office and tell the staff someone not their very immediate family has died, and the word's good enough to get rid of that patient's records?? Fucking AT&T needed a certified copy of the death certificate to refund $19.
I also gave blood, for which I was about 5 weeks overdue (and which took much less time than A DAMN FILLING) and was informed it's unlikely I could ever give platelets because of my tiny, crappy, unreliable veins. They're OK enough to stab at a few times with a needle to fill a 5-minute bag of blood, but platelets take longer and the initial stick needs to be pretty precise, is what I'm told. I can't say I'm crushed that there is one less excuse to poke me with a needle; I was only going to begin donating platelets because Mom burned through so many of other donors' when she was sick.
Oh well. I'll always have you to donate, A-Positive.
I then proceeded to spend my saved co-pay on Good Girl stuff for the household, like very expensive cat food and litter and box deodorizer AND EVEN A TOY SPARROW THAT CHIRPS, and cleaning supplies. Funyeah!
This reminds me of a week after Mom died, Dad and my sister went to her dentist's office to collect a $200 credit they still had owed her. Keep in mind this office is outside the county and not really near the town where Mom lived (where everybody knew she'd died), and they didn't know her personally except as an occasional patient. Dad was informed by the receptionist that earlier in the week, "someone" had told them Mom died - so they deleted her records from their system ... including the record of money owed her. Dad raised cain until they promised a refund - but what we all want to know is, is it now common practice for "someone" to just be able to walk into a medical office and tell the staff someone not their very immediate family has died, and the word's good enough to get rid of that patient's records?? Fucking AT&T needed a certified copy of the death certificate to refund $19.
I also gave blood, for which I was about 5 weeks overdue (and which took much less time than A DAMN FILLING) and was informed it's unlikely I could ever give platelets because of my tiny, crappy, unreliable veins. They're OK enough to stab at a few times with a needle to fill a 5-minute bag of blood, but platelets take longer and the initial stick needs to be pretty precise, is what I'm told. I can't say I'm crushed that there is one less excuse to poke me with a needle; I was only going to begin donating platelets because Mom burned through so many of other donors' when she was sick.
Oh well. I'll always have you to donate, A-Positive.
I then proceeded to spend my saved co-pay on Good Girl stuff for the household, like very expensive cat food and litter and box deodorizer AND EVEN A TOY SPARROW THAT CHIRPS, and cleaning supplies. Funyeah!
