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Fuck, I fucking hate Toronto. Fuckity fuck fuck fuck.
Fuckles.
Today was a complete and total cock-up. The Hospital for Sick Children actually has a list of parental rights and one of them is "to get co-ordinated" service. I've never seen a more disorganized lot in my life. The departments don't even talk to each other and there isn't even a central appointment calendar where you type in the patient number and up come the list of next appointments. McMaster has one. I wish that we were there today. It would have gone a lot smoother.
We waited 6 fucking hours to talk to an anesthetist for 10 fucking minutes! Holy Fuck! It was a waste of our time and with both of us being on the point of collapse from exhaustion, not a good way to make a positive impression.
We left at about ten to six (yes, that's AM!) and hit rush hour traffic. Because of the long wait, we managed to hit the afternoon rush because we left the hospital at about 4. It took us 2 hours to get there this morning and over 2.5 to get home. That's too much. Much too fucking much.
The whole process needs to be better organized. But that will probably never happen, so what I am going to push for is this: Post-Op at McMaster. That's where we've been doing all of the follow-ups, we get on really well with the nurse practitioners and the nurses and the techs and the pediatric cardiologists (even though Dr Roman won't be there when we go back, which is a shame), and, best of all, we can arrange appointments to suit *our* schedule and not have something totally ridiculous and fucking stupid *assigned* to us without our say in the matter.
And no fucking rush hour traffic to deal with!
(I can't believe that I'm praising Hamilton for something, but after what we've been through in the past two days, they deserve it!)
Fuckles.
Today was a complete and total cock-up. The Hospital for Sick Children actually has a list of parental rights and one of them is "to get co-ordinated" service. I've never seen a more disorganized lot in my life. The departments don't even talk to each other and there isn't even a central appointment calendar where you type in the patient number and up come the list of next appointments. McMaster has one. I wish that we were there today. It would have gone a lot smoother.
We waited 6 fucking hours to talk to an anesthetist for 10 fucking minutes! Holy Fuck! It was a waste of our time and with both of us being on the point of collapse from exhaustion, not a good way to make a positive impression.
We left at about ten to six (yes, that's AM!) and hit rush hour traffic. Because of the long wait, we managed to hit the afternoon rush because we left the hospital at about 4. It took us 2 hours to get there this morning and over 2.5 to get home. That's too much. Much too fucking much.
The whole process needs to be better organized. But that will probably never happen, so what I am going to push for is this: Post-Op at McMaster. That's where we've been doing all of the follow-ups, we get on really well with the nurse practitioners
And no fucking rush hour traffic to deal with!
(I can't believe that I'm praising Hamilton for something, but after what we've been through in the past two days, they deserve it!)
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