My surgery has been rescheduled for two weeks from now.
It's enough to make a preacher cuss. (I know I did)
I seem to have passed the stress test, (actuality I fell asleep in the middle of it) but because the Doctor couldn't be bothered to get the results to HIS boss in a timely manner so that he could check off on it and get it to my surgeon, they had to cancel for tomorrow.
It boils down to Empire building and power tripping on some of the Doctor's parts. They just will not do anything that they don't want to do. Irregardless of how it impacts on anyone else.
You could teach MONKEYS to fly better than that...............
(Excuse me while I wander off to calm down)
UPDATE: At 5:55 PM I got a call from the cardiac doc, he said I passed my stress test with "flying colors" and could go ahead and have my surgery in the morning. Of course this late in the day, there was nothing could be done to try to make that happen, so I am still on the two week wait.
Grumble, grumble, grumble...................
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