Yesterday was my semi-annual visit to the cardiologist. I was diagnosed with Congestive Heart Failure in 2000. I try not to think about it other than these fun visits twice a year and taking a handful of pills every morning. Otherwise I'm pretty much maintaining :)
My visit started with a "little debate" with the business office over my bill. Someone should tell these people that the patients have HEART problems!!! I know they are only doing their job but don't ask me for money that I don't owe! At one point, I thought they were not going to let me see the doctor but after they figured it out, they put me through.
By this time, I was late for my appointment. My nurse, Gilbert, is awesome. I have been going there for 10 years now so we have a pretty good nurse/patient relationship. He called me back and asked what the hold up was so there I go, on my rant. Poor guy!
Finally, I saw the doctor...
Heart still beating...check
I'm all good for the next 6 months! I probably could've saved them all a lot of trouble and told them that when I got there but it's always nice to have confirmation. If my heart can withstand the business office, it can take anything. Maybe that's their plan?!