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I am fucking furious.
After waiting two weeks to see a PT this afternoon, I call to confirm my appointment and find out that my appointment was yesterday at 12:45, and not today at 1:00 like I thought. I was utterly convinced it was today, and I didn't get any reminder message like I normally do for appointments. Now I get to wait until next Wednesday to start any kind of therapy.
It's probably my fault. I could really punch something right now.
Update: rage abated by work, and exhaustion. Arm continues to tingle sporadically. Anti-inflammatories are almost gone, and I still have a decent supply of vicodin until next Wednesday (which is already updated in my outlook calendar).
After waiting two weeks to see a PT this afternoon, I call to confirm my appointment and find out that my appointment was yesterday at 12:45, and not today at 1:00 like I thought. I was utterly convinced it was today, and I didn't get any reminder message like I normally do for appointments. Now I get to wait until next Wednesday to start any kind of therapy.
It's probably my fault. I could really punch something right now.
Update: rage abated by work, and exhaustion. Arm continues to tingle sporadically. Anti-inflammatories are almost gone, and I still have a decent supply of vicodin until next Wednesday (which is already updated in my outlook calendar).
