I’m writing for tomorrow after what has been a thoroughly frustrating, wasted day. The TriMet LIFT bus picked me up at 8:50 AM and dropped me at the doctor’s office at 10:00 AM for my 11:00 appointment. The doctor’s assistant came and got me and measured my resting blood O2 level at 95%. Then I climbed a flight of stairs twice, without O2, and she measured it at 88%. I climbed them again with 02, and she measured it again at 93%. I was done at 11:15, and all we learned is what we already knew. The culprit is not the insurance company, but the medical equipment company that the insurance company uses exclusively. They notified my doctor’s office late on 5/30, so her staff did not see the fax until 6/2. My doctor’s assistant called them to ask if they could do it during my already scheduled appointment on 7/14, and explained that, due to mobility and transit issues, an extra trip would be a hardship for me. They said no. It HAD to be done right away. I know the name of the person who made that demand, and I have a call in to the manager of her department. When I get done, they both may be candidates for rectal replacement. The TriMet LIFT bus picked me up at 1:20 PM and, after several side trips, dropped me off at 3:45 PM. Needless to say, it’s too late to begin research. Day 50.
Jig Zone Puzzle:
Today’s took me 4:10 (average 5:46). To do it, click here. How did you do?
O2 can be a real pain!