On Tuesday, as I was finishing up my marathon chemo session, I was given 2 appointment cards. One was for my next chemo session on April 13th. The other was for another blood draw to determine Coumadin levels for today. In addition, the second card showed that I had an appointment with the Nurse Practitioner in the Oncology office right after today's blood draw. I asked why I needed to see Dottie, but was told that that was just what Dr. Brown (my onc) had ordered. Okey dokey...
So today I haul myself in for another blood draw. The poor nurses there are at a loss as to where they can stick me that isn't bruised, clotted, or in danger of causing lymphedema. But, champs that they are, they got the blood draw they needed. I trotted upstairs to the oncology office, as requested for my appointment. Within a few minutes, I was brought in, had vitals checked, etc. Then Dottie came in and asked "Why do you have an appointment today? All you needed was a blood draw for Coumadin levels."
Are you kidding me? This cost me a copay? And insurance paid the balance for nothing?
Then there's the issue of my time...
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