The results of my latest womb biopsy were due on my birthday.
I called the hospital yesterday and explained I wanted the results and to book an appointment with the doctor.
“Not a proper appointment but just to nip in for a quick chat with the Doctor.”
The woman I spoke to was somewhat imperious.
“And who EXACTLY said that you could do this.”
I told her who exactly (the Doc and the dude).
She left me on hold.
And was back on the phone five minutes later telling me I had an appointment at 12:30 on the 22nd.
“Of July?” I queried, half expecting her to say, October.
And with that she hung up.
I was so stunned it was only later realised I‘d forgotten to ask for my results. But I reckon I can wait until next Thursday.
(Although, of course, now my melodramatic side is revving up for a big paranoia trip and I am starting to wonder WHY I didn’t get my results over the phone, and WHY I have an appointment so soon and WHETHER that means there is something wrong that they can’t tell me over the phone. But I am sure it’ll be fine. Right?)
On a different note. Thanks for all my birthday well wishes, it really meant a lot to me.