>> Friday, August 2, 2013
Counting to 20 and breathing slowly before I pick up the phone.
Bug is supposed to have IVIG at Primary Children's Hospital. The always fabulous Meg, from Arkansas, has been trying to arrange it and this is the course of events:
Called PCMC and no one knew where to direct her.
Emailed me and I pointed her to the RTU after conversing with some other parents.
She called the RTU and they told her that Dr. Frye would have to call and talk to a Doctor there to oversee his treatment since Frye does not have admitting privileges in Utah.
Dr. Frye calls the RTU and the Charge Nurse tells him that she has no clue who could help. Or something to that effect.
I email PCMC and ask what we can do.
I am told: Dunno
I whine a little and my email is forwarded.
I send my email chain to Glenn and he agrees we should go back to Arkansas.
In 200 seconds or so, I may be calm enough to call someone but to what end? This happens all the time with us! Why? Just why?