Most frustrating day ever....

I am the type of person who has a ton of patience. I normally let things roll off my back, no matter how frustrated I am. I don't like confrontation and I don't want people to feel bad. I think I get this from my dad, because if I was anything like my mom, heads would have been rolling on the floor today and I probably would have yelled at them for making a mess because of it.
The "them" I am speaking of are the folks at a particular hospital I went to this afternoon for my bone scan. I had never been there before, so I wasn't sure what quite to expect. I am a huge fan of one hospital in Plano...in fact, I love them! They are the absolute best. Well, today I wasn't sent there. I was sent to another hospital. I pretty much knew from the second I walked in, this was not going to be a fun trip.
Besides the fact that it took 15 minutes for the ladies at the registration desk to just acknowledge the fact that I was there, they informed me that I was going to have my port (the thing they use to insert the chemo without having to use an IV) inserted there on Friday. What? When was I going to be told that? When I explained there was no way I could have a surgery the day after chemo, she just gave me a smart little laugh and said, "Well, I guess you won't be having your chemo". Who the heck is she to be making that decision? Mike then called the oncologist who basically said the same thing I was thinking and had the surgery postponed a few weeks. This surgery was supposed to be happening tomorrow, but doing the first round of chemo via IV shouldn't be too bad... I hope.
So, on to radiology. My appointment was at 10:30, but I was told to be there 30 minutes early, I see why after the 15 minute wait to register. I went back to the room after a little bit to get injected with some radioactive IV stuff, and was sent on my way. I was told specifically to drink a lot of fluid and be back by 1:45. And we were off!
We made a stop at the mall where I ate a quick lunch. I had a water bottle with me. The water bottle holds 700 ml or 1 PT.,7.7 FL OZ. I drank the bottle of water, then filled it up twice with tea. Completely to the top! Plus I drank 1/2 a cup of tea that wouldn't fit in the bottle. I am no Math major, but I know that is a ton of fluid. I had to go to the bathroom twice before we left the mall.
Finally, it was time to get back to radiology. It was about 1:30, better to be early right? (By the way, I went to the bathroom 3 more times while waiting.) When 2:30 came around the ladies at the desk had to go remind them that we were there waiting. Finally.... I got my scan! Yeah! Time to leave, right... nope. The scan was fuzzy. I had to sit back in the waiting room for just a minute and they would be back to get me for a second scan. The lady questioned me 3 times if I drank enough fluid. I should have asked her if she took too long to get to me and the, whatever it was, wore off. I know it wasn't my fault.
So, my "just a minute" turned into 45 minutes!!!! I had a CT scan I had to do at the Oncologist's office and I had to pick my baby up from daycare. There was no way I could wait around much longer.
I was irritated and frustrated and started saying all kinds of stuff that the head radiologist overheard. Because Mike and I discussed writing a letter or putting bad remarks online, he tried to make us happy by giving us a few McDonald's gift certificates, Subway gift cards, and my 4 year old (who was with us the entire time) a smoothie and a cookie. Finally, I was sent back for a "quick" scan, then I was sent on my way.
I got to the Oncologist's office right before closing. They were waiting for me with my "cocktail" as they called it (just more radioactive stuff that tasted like sugar free Kool Aid). I had to apologize 100 times, but apparently they were used to it and assured me that it was no big deal. I had my CT scan with no issue. Quick and painless. On my way out, the place was closed, but I talked to the person who sets up appointments for surgeries. I let him know that I was not interested in ever going to that one particular hospital ever again. He had no problem with that and changed my surgery to the other, more friendly and organized hospital :)
So, after that whole ordeal, we made it to the daycare just in time to pick up the baby. We brought home a yummy dinner from one of the teachers which I was not hungry for because.... my belly was so full from all the fluid and toxins I gulped all day long. The one thing that made my day was coming home and seeing some gifts on my front porch. I received so many goodies and I love them all. Carrie, if you are reading this, you have absolutely no idea how you turned my day around!
I went all day with no muscle relaxer and no pain pills. I am sore, and now that my husband and kids ate all the food that we brought home, I am starving. I guess I need to go dig through the fridge...
What a day, what a day....