Just stopping to by to give more hugs.
(((Rigs)))
Oh, and take this nice smelly, three week old trout for your MiL. Methinks she could use it.
yep, that is the only connection i can think of. the bridegroom represented christ and you don’t know the hour of his arrival… be prepared!!
a tough funeral to get through without odd biblical death connections.
THANK YOU
I thought I was crazy. I was so angry when he spewed this story. It’s all very well to be a “prepared Christian” (whatever the fuck that may be) but it jarred at the service so badly for me. He followed it up with telling the 10 year old sister to pray to her sainted sister nightly–he is not Irish, btw. (and even then that would not excuse him).
The story is barely Christian, if one wants to see Jesus as loving, caring and compassionate. And yes, he took us all the way to the door locked against the foolish ones.
The whole thing was just ugh. The singer (Ave Maria and Here I am Lord) was wonderful–beautiful voice that filled the church. Liz’s brother did the eulogy (he is just 16) and relayed a moving tribute to his older sister–he made Liz come alive in the service. The priest can go hang.
Keep your head up, Eleanor.
I am sorry to hear of all this coming down on you, eleanorigby, and I share your dislike of most receptionists.
For some reason they consider themselves a bulwark between the physician and the patient, and most of them have no idea when there’s a crisis, so they just get negative, negative, and more negative.
Had my neuro guy tell me recently “If they tell you I’m full, tell them I said to work you in.”
Yeah, right.
Felt like I was being interrrogated at Gitmo.
You are in my thoughts and I am sending the best vibes I possibly can for you!
Hang tough
Bill
This may not help you, Quasi, that receptionist has NO business knowing what your issue is. That is between you and your doctor. Insist on at least talking to an RN (or LPN)–don’t be put off onto a “med tech”, either.
I had a receptionist once tell me after she insisted I tell her what the problem was that “all new moms are tired and it’s nothing to worry about.” I was diagnosed with hypothyroidism. It’s something to worry about, sometimes and it is not up to her (or him, if the receptionist is male, but I’ve never come across one) to make that decision.
Modern health care sucks in so many ways.