For the past couple of days, I have been dealing with some breathing difficulties that I think are related to asthma. I called the doctor's number three times. The first two times, I got his staff who told me I would get a call back "later". The third time, I got the answering service as the doctor's office had closed for the day.
The answering service told me that the doctor-on-call would return my call. As I'm waiting for the doctor to call me back, who calls? NDoofus! Knowing she would keep dialing, tying up my phone line, I answered and told her quite bluntly: "I'm waiting for my doctor to call me back. Clear the line!" She started blathering mindlessly about her own little plans. I repeated again, "I'm waiting for my doctor to call me back. GET OFF THE PHONE!" She wanted me to call her back after my doctor called me because she "assumed everything would be OK". I bluntly told her, for the final time: "I don't know what the doctor will require me to do! GET OFF THE PHONE!" I finally spoke with the doctor-on-call and, much to my relief, I did not have to go to the E.R. I followed his instructions regarding the albuterol and went to bed. Did I call NDoofus bacK? NOT!!!!!!!!!!
Bones
