Ok, so I sukk at Yogiisms too.
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So Madolyn broke her toe. Bent it over in the pool at a water park field trip.
We go in to see the doctor, and to get an x-ray (yeah, I've already had her in the scanner. That's how I know it's broken. But the fracture she has is a Salter-Harris type 1 fracture, and a plain film x-ray is still needed at some point.) With the insurance, I needed to get her
seen by her primary, so she can refer to an orthopedist. I'm quite sure it will need to be reduced and pinned. Maybe not, but we'll see.
Back to the rant, already in progress. We see Doccy poo. Nice lady. Some sort of Latvian Romanian Czech Lithuanian. I mean nobody is ever Russian anymore. Maybe Dolf knows. So, I pretty much run the appointment, and explain to her what's going on. She says she'll start on the referral and I say how 'bout getting an x-ray. Ok she says.
So, we head across the hall to x-ray. I'm guessing it's her cousin at the desk. After a few minutes we get checked in, then head back and get the x-ray. The x-ray tech told me "Take this back up front and hand it to the receptionist."
So I do. She takes it. After about 10 minutes of her fiddling with the computer I ask how much longer to we need to wait? (x-ray is all digital now, I know we're not waiting to see if the films are good or not).
She's clueless. The x-ray tech comes up and asks what is going on. The
Ruskie tries to explain that were waiting. Waiting for what? They're done! I said, I was told to come back up here, and hand her this paper.
The x-ray tech says "No, The receptionist back in the pediatric clinic."
(That's not
what I was told.)
I say "I'm sorry. we're having a hard time in this clinic because
We Speak ENGLISH!"
Years ago, it used to be the other way around. Trying to guide people through the hospital or clinic that couldn't hoblay a lick of Englays. Now the tables have turned completely.
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