Two weeks ago on Monday I got this odd robo call from the palliative/hospice care organization the primary care doctor recommended asking 5 questions. One being did I know when my appointment with the visiting nurse was. My response was no. Later in the day a person called for the home care agency to tell me the visit was scheduled for Wednesday. Told her that was no good for me. I did errands and shopping Wednesday and Friday mornings. Was told the day could be switched to Tuesday or Thursday. Asked for Thursday. I thought I would get a call confirming Wednesday at some point. I didn’t. Called early Thursday morning to find out if anyone was coming. Was told I was on the schedule. Asked when and who would be here. They didn’t know who or when. OK. First visit maybe a rocky start. I’ll allow for that. At two in the afternoon got a call from the nurse who asked me if I still wanted her to come. A rather odd question from my perspective. Said yes. She told me she would be here in half an hour. She showed. Said she wasn’t the nurse for this area she was coving for her. That nurse had unexpected surgery and was out. Made the adjustment for that. I was still OK with this. This past Monday got the robo call again. Knew the visit was set for Thursday. Was OK with the set up. Meanwhile the social worker assigned to me by the agency called wanting to come by. Told her when she could come. She called back to postpone until today. Yesterday the set nurse visit never happened. No call to say they weren’t coming. I was left hanging. Called the agency up this morning and told them they were out. I’m moving on to another agency. I get the feeling I am going to have to do this all by myself. My ever so low opinion of medicine has sunk even lower.
As I wrote this the nurse from the agency called me to apologize. She didn’t know what had happen. I filled her in. Told her it was too late. I have enough drama in my life daily without them adding to it.