Oil Can. -The Tinman
The squeaky wheel gets the grease. And the patient who calls her nurses gets her Radiology Oncology appointment. At Tuesday I was still waiting to hear about moving my appointment up from November. Fed up, I left a message at the Radiologist’s office that I was seeking a new radiologist. I emailed my surgeon’s nurse practitioner the same. I left a message for my contact nurse with the medical oncologist. I voiced my displeasure to my insurance company RN case manager.
Wednesday I got a pleasant call that my appointment with the Neuro-Radiologist had been moved up to this Friday morning.
So Friday I dance with the Tinman since it took an oilcan to get to meet him.