My scheduler at Rothman calls early and says the Lankenau is too busy and we'll do Methodist at noon, next Tuesday, the 10th. Since I have no choice, I agree. She also tells me that I need to be at Methodist at 10:30 tomorrow for pre-admit.
I don't have a clue where Methodist actually is, and I suspect she doesn't either. She gives me some very general directions, and I decide to put my trust in the cab driver.
Do I really want this operation? Do I have a choice? Not really. I fall too easily and walk too slowly. I only hope that the huge diagnostic delay hasn't harmed my chances for a full recovery.
The day passes quite reasonably. I manage not to fall down all day.
Comments