Old before my time
I got another letter from the hospital yesterday.
I get these in their multitudes either making or cancelling appointments. It’s a full time job just trying to keep track of them.
This one however was different. It was apologising for the delay and wanted to know if I still wanted to remain in the queue for an appointment. Weird.
Then I noticed where this apology had originated – Geriatric Medicine. what the fuck? What the hell is Geriatric Medicine when they are at home? Is this yet another group to add to my confusing list of groups?
I tried looking them up on the Interwebs. That didn’t help. I’m no wiser, though they seem to be offering me home help or something. I tried phoning them. That didn’t help either as their phone is the same as every other phone in the hospital – no one answers.
I went back online and confirmed that I would like to wait on their waiting list. Why not? If the day comes and they invite me in then I shall see how I feel at the time.
Geriatric indeed!
The fucking nerve of them.
Think of women, pregnant in their 30s. They are classed as geriatric.
Sort of a one size fits all approach?
If it’s like the NHS you will indeed be geriatric by the time – far in the future – you get to see them. Until then, enjoy your sprightly middle age.