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Jan. 20th, 2004 03:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
zyzylyI'm not usually the ranting type, at least on LJ (which is why I hardly ever use the "ranting hippo" icon). Or at least I don't think I am, but I feel the need....
Here's the deal. Arlina has her doctor and chemo appointment today. I usually go over for the doctor part, which I did, but the doctor was 1 1/2 hours late getting to her. I waited, but I missed my chance for lunch. These things happen.
After she saw the doctor, I took her paperwork down to the chemo people. They had no record of her appointment today. They started to toss the blame our way, but I wasn't buying any of it. It's the responsibility of the doctor's office to do that stuff. The end result was that they would do the chemo, but I had to hand-carry the orders to the pharmacy. That's why I was late for my meeting.
When I got to the meeting room, there were a bunch of people camped out in the room--family members of a "VIP" patient, and they were not to be disturbed. So I had to find an alternate room pronto.
This kind of stuff really irritates me. It's generally not the patients themselves who are irritating. It's the people attached to them, whose inflated sense of self-importance makes them think it is ok for them to insist on preferential treatment. In my view, every patient is deserving of the best care possible, and there is no such thing as preferential treatment.
When the meeting was over, my boss wanted to talk to me about my performance evaluation. End result--big huge raise, which made everything all better!
The End
Here's the deal. Arlina has her doctor and chemo appointment today. I usually go over for the doctor part, which I did, but the doctor was 1 1/2 hours late getting to her. I waited, but I missed my chance for lunch. These things happen.
After she saw the doctor, I took her paperwork down to the chemo people. They had no record of her appointment today. They started to toss the blame our way, but I wasn't buying any of it. It's the responsibility of the doctor's office to do that stuff. The end result was that they would do the chemo, but I had to hand-carry the orders to the pharmacy. That's why I was late for my meeting.
When I got to the meeting room, there were a bunch of people camped out in the room--family members of a "VIP" patient, and they were not to be disturbed. So I had to find an alternate room pronto.
This kind of stuff really irritates me. It's generally not the patients themselves who are irritating. It's the people attached to them, whose inflated sense of self-importance makes them think it is ok for them to insist on preferential treatment. In my view, every patient is deserving of the best care possible, and there is no such thing as preferential treatment.
When the meeting was over, my boss wanted to talk to me about my performance evaluation. End result--big huge raise, which made everything all better!
The End
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Date: 2004-01-20 03:49 pm (UTC)