Friday, April 18, 2008

When it rains, might as well resign to the fact

Do have those days when you think you got everything figured out and then by one "miracle" after another absolutely everything goes wrong? Today was one of those for me.

So I got an appointment with this specialist for today. He has a 2-month waiting period, so he is no small fry. The appointment was at 10:40 in the morning and so I got the mapquest directions all ready the day before. There were two ways to get there from our house. I was initially planning to use the road we knew very well. But we had the brilliant idea to use the other one last minute because that seemed to get us there faster.

This morning we started from our home at 9:45 am. The drive time was 35 minutes. You do the math. Even with a 20 minute delay we should have made it on time. We also had checked live traffic which showed a 2 minute delay en route.

Well, we had to take a left at a street to take us to the highway and due to construction there, the street name sign was taken off. Why, oh why would they do that?)And we completely missed it. It all went downhill from there. It will take three posts to tell you all the lefts and rights and U-turns we took, so fear not, I am not going to do that. Suffice to say that at 11:15 am, we were still driving. With no end in sight. I called the doctors office again and let them know. They said since it was so late, I needed to reschedule. And they have a date only a month later.

Incidentally, I had a very busy workday and had deliverables due by Monday morning. My whole morning was wasted cruising the greater Orlando area. Sure enough it is not a matter of great joy seeing a doctor. Maybe it was the long wait to get an appointment and then it turning to be a disappointment, or hormones or the fact that I had to work late Friday evening and/or weekend to catch up with work, but I just burst out crying in the car. And I could not stop. And guess what? This was one of the few days I had put on make-up for the benefit of the doctor. After the crying episode was over, well, let us say it is good that only husband was around.

I was not a pretty sight.

Anyway the moral of the story is:
1. Do not take a road for the first time especially when you are going for something important. Always use the true and tested.
2. Do your best not to cry if you have got eyeliner on.
3. And to men: When your wife sits in the car and bursts out crying, it is not a good idea to say: "It is no big deal." You are probably right, but we don't want to hear it.

And that is all for today.

6 comments:

Front Porch Society said...

He actually said that to you when you started crying?!? tsk. tsk.
Sorry to hear your trip didn't turn out so well and y'all got lost. Hopefully next month you will have better luck!!

AnneK said...

In his defense, he thought he was comforting me :)

Front Porch Society said...

lol. Men. Gotta love them! ;)
replied to your comment on my site...

HopiQ said...

I'm so so sorry! Where has all this construction sprung up from??? It's EVERYWHERE! I also HATE getting lost. My stomach starts to cramp up just thinking about it. Add that to being late and then not even being able to get in until next month.

Well, I guess it's a little comforting to remember to "Let patience have her perfect work," right? Our times are in His hands.

Love you, friend. I'm praying about the whole situation.

Anne Marie@Married to the Empire said...

I'm so sorry. I've had that happen to me before when I really needed to see my rheumatologist. Well, actually, my situation was traffic that crawled, but the outcome was the same. It's unbelievably frustrating and stressful because you want medical answers NOW.

I hope that all will go smoothly for your rescheduled appointment.

Saagar said...

Time for you to get a GPS AK.. On a lighter note, u sounded pretty normal on Sat evening, so all it takes for u to get back to normalcy is a couple of hours, thats cool :)