Blowing Me Off
Never before in my life have I hated the three words ‘how’, ‘are’ and ‘you’ so much. I’ve actually lied, said I’m fantastic, just so I wont once again have to pronounce some insanely long name for what I have.
Currently, I have a nasty Clostridium Difficile infection, brought on by the antibiotics I took for the lung and throat infections. I’m not sure what’s worse, having Clostridium Difficile, or trying to remember how to pronounce it.
I have been referred to an immunologist as well, my doctor think there’s something underlining and it’s to do with my immunity, which has never been fantastic in the first place, but lately it seems to have gone on holiday down south and forgot to organise a temp. I’ve been ringing the immunologist office for the last three days and this is what I hear…
“Hello, we’re not here, and you can’t leave a message, goodbye.”
It is possibly the most annoying message in the history of messages. A simple “fuck off” would be less annoying or maybe even a “I’m currently banging the receptionist and she can’t take your call at the moment”.
I’d go to someone else, someone with better message manners, but my doctor wants me to see that particular immunologist because apparently they are the best. So far, they’re the best at blowing me off.