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Friday, December 3rd, 2021 07:47 pmThere are days that are cursed and today was one of them. Expecting a liquor delivery between 1 and 3 and a prescription delivery any time after 10, for both of which I had to answer the door, I was downstairs waiting at 10:30. And waited. And waited. And waited. At 4:30 I emailed the alcohol place, who kindly pointed out that I'd scheduled for Dec 10. 'We can slot you into the 5 to 7 window' she said, but crap no, not sending a dogsbody into the LCBO on a Friday for that. So they're coming tomorrow.
But the Loblaws pharmacy delivery didn't come and didn't come and the line wasn't even being answered. Finally got through and on hold at 7:30, ten minutes later got a knowledgeable voice who said there was a note on my chart but I'd have to wait for the pharmacist because Voice wasn't on shift when the deliveries went out, ten minutes later got pharmacist. They'd been waiting for the other prescription that my doctor said he'd fax through on Tuesday but hadn't. Well, I can do without that one but I do need the anti-inflams they're holding because I'll be out by Sunday morning. But they don't deliver on weekends. Call NND to see if he can pick them up for me tomorrow, and- my one lucky break- he was actually at Loblaws at the time. So am fortified against future aches.
But if I hadn't been so spacey, and hadn't scheduled the Loblaws delivery for today, I could have got my staples out at the walk-in clinic. Meant to go tomorrow but turns out they're closed on weekends- though they used to be open a few years back when I cracked those ribs- and the one that is open wants a statement from the hospital saying that the staples must be removed by such and such a date. 'Just call the hospital and ask them for it,' says the sweet young thing. At 4:30 on a Friday, sure thing, guy.
There's still a few things need to happen before this place turns into a world class city.
But the Loblaws pharmacy delivery didn't come and didn't come and the line wasn't even being answered. Finally got through and on hold at 7:30, ten minutes later got a knowledgeable voice who said there was a note on my chart but I'd have to wait for the pharmacist because Voice wasn't on shift when the deliveries went out, ten minutes later got pharmacist. They'd been waiting for the other prescription that my doctor said he'd fax through on Tuesday but hadn't. Well, I can do without that one but I do need the anti-inflams they're holding because I'll be out by Sunday morning. But they don't deliver on weekends. Call NND to see if he can pick them up for me tomorrow, and- my one lucky break- he was actually at Loblaws at the time. So am fortified against future aches.
But if I hadn't been so spacey, and hadn't scheduled the Loblaws delivery for today, I could have got my staples out at the walk-in clinic. Meant to go tomorrow but turns out they're closed on weekends- though they used to be open a few years back when I cracked those ribs- and the one that is open wants a statement from the hospital saying that the staples must be removed by such and such a date. 'Just call the hospital and ask them for it,' says the sweet young thing. At 4:30 on a Friday, sure thing, guy.
There's still a few things need to happen before this place turns into a world class city.
