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It’s Not About the Motherfucking Fax People

I guess I wasn’t clear in my earlier post. You see the fax gave me tsuris but the problem, the real problem is that my son is going to have surgery for the fourth fucking time.

So yeah, HIPPA is a logistical nightmare. The surgeon is a mensch and his office staff is kind but they are in over their heads. That they won’t fax another physicians office (by the way physicians are the only dinosaurs still using those damn machines) is absurd and speaks to the fact that somehow lawyers and MBAs are involved in my son’s surgery.

So I’m pissed and it’s a LOT easier to be pissed about the fax than about the fact that once again my son will be on a gurney, once again my son will cry blood for a few hours and once again I’ll hope against hope that this actually works.

And isn’t particularly reliable. I know you think your 23943287493 emails are problem solving but they just irritate the fuck out of me. It’s entirely possible that I’ll have no friends left at the end of this next chapter and (no offense) today that seems like it would be just fine.


7 thoughts on “It’s Not About the Motherfucking Fax People”

  1. Your son is lucky to have you as his advocate. This will be better for him in the long run. 

    I can’t imagine how you are feeling. My 4yo son is getting tongue-tied surgery in three weeks. He has to be put under but it is a quick surgery so nothing like yours. 

    Scary :( 

  2. Sending you and your son positive thoughts and best wishes. I”m sure surgery will go well. Very stressful, I’m sure. 

  3. I’m so sorry that you have to watch your son go through this.  He is such a trooper and so are you.  I’m not a mother, so I know I can’t imagine, but who could blame you for being angry and frustrated by everything right now.  Wishing you guys all the best.

  4. Laura of

    It straight up sucks as I have been there too, so I am sorry that you have to go through this. I went through this with my mom 10+ years ago when kaiser told her she was going to die – there was no more treatment, but she looked great.  This was in San Diego. Anyway, I had somewheat of the same problem, the frustration, the sadness.  My mom was “dying” and they had the fucking nerve to ask me to fax everything.. talk about stress level.  Oh and they did not have all in ones I dont think back then.. lol

    Anyway, I am a fighter and I managed to get her back on track – long story. BUT, turns out they misdiagnossed her (realizing that after 2 years of chemo and radiation) and we (I) managed to save her life. Here is a little article about her

    My daughter has strabismis as well, but she has learned to “fix her eye” as we opted for no surgery mostly because it is mild.  The doctor told us we should because then the kids might “make fun of her” when she is older. Yeah that was not a good enough reason for me. People cant really tell although I can – especially when she is tired.. her eye just goes off and does its own thing.

    Anyway – woops – long comment… it just resonated with me.
    Good luck Jessica – and please let me know if you need anything.

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