Friday, August 05, 2005

Can't help but think


I can't help but think that if I hadn't been so pissed off at my OB, I would have seen THEIR specialist yesterday and have some answers today. Instead, I'm waiting until Tuesday to see a specialist in a different network. Tuesday isn't that far off, is it? So why does it feel like an eternity away?


Go away. Stop standing down the hall from my office door, speaking in whispers that are so obviously about me. If you want to know how I'm doing, ask me. If you have something to say about me, at least have the courtesy to say it loud enough that I can hear and offer my own comment. And when I close my door, don't let the whispers escalate to normal voice in your obvious relief that I've removed myself from earshot. And when I walk in the room and you've obviously been talking about me, please don't avert your eyes. I know you've been talking about me...there's no need to hide your eyes...unless you're embarassed...unless you're ashamed?


I think we need to incorporate the muppets on our t-shirts. And how much is airfare to Australia anyway?



holley said...

But would you have trusted "their" specialist?

People are rude. And for that reason, they should be embarassed and ashamed.

Jill said...

People are rude. And immature. And inexperienced. And certainly they should be ashamed that they cannot control their own tongues and use them honestly to just speak to you directly.

And I bet Sam would LOVE to go to Australia Zoo.....