Sometimes I wonder if the right hand knows what the left hand is doing or vice versa. Twice on Monday someone called and asked for Dwight. The first time it was the hospital wanting to tell him when to come in for a doppler. The second time it was the specialist's office wanting to tell him when they had booked his doppler at the hospital. Both places should have known he hadn't been released yet. Though it wasn't anything life threatening, it was annoying to think that these are the people responsible for the lives of their patients. Very scary. The doppler is October 9th.
Dwight was to have a catscan on Monday, which never happened. The specialist came in this morning to see the results and Dwight had to tell him that he hadn't had it. The specialist was bewildered and phoned imaging. Imaging told the specialist he hadn't ordered a catscan for Dwight. The nurse said that appointments get deleted out of the systems when imaging becomes backlogged. Go figure.
Finally at 4pm today, the catscan took place. The results came back and the doctor signed the discharge papers, gave hubby prescriptions for anti stroke drugs and preventatives and the boys and I picked him up. The only thing wrong with this is that the anti stroke drug isn't covered by our drug plan. However, the pharmacist was nice and let me bring them home so hubby would have them for tonight. Problem is, if the doctor can't get them covered, we will owe a big bill and these are something that has to be purchased on a monthly basis.
Well, we will pass that bridge when we come to it, I guess and have faith that the doctor will find a way to get it paid for. Seem to me the Golden Years aren't what they're cracked up to be.
Hubby has an appointment with the optometrist tomorrow to find out if there was any permanent eye damage. We do know that he has blockages in the arteries of his neck. He will be seeing the family doctor sometime this week or early next week and arranging an appointment to see about getting them cleared.
Wishing everyone a great week.