When you say foot?

Sometimes you just have to hang up on someone.  I know, my daughter, Libby, accuses me of being the Hang Up Queen..........but today, it was definitely called for.

Ron's left foot is swollen - much more so than his right........now we thought the post-transplant nurse would tell him to go back on Lasix and that they'd see him on Thursday.  Instead she said, the doctor stated it could be a blood clot...........then proceeded to tell us, someone would call us in the next couple of days to schedule an appointment for an ultrasound.

Bizarre!  It's like telling a patient, "Hey, you might be having a heart attack; we'll get you scheduled to come in - in the next couple of days."

We went back and forth and she kept giving us vague answers - I think it was her delivery - she sounds more like someone's secretary instead of a nurse (I am not calling out secretaries - I used to be one).  This nurse had no reassurance in her voice - she was unclear and just kinda' BTW.

Finally Ron couldn't take it anymore and I took the phone - she again mentioned something about his swollen leg - when I again told her - no, not his leg............his foot.

Then she did it - I was at the end of my rope...........she said, (and I quote), "Now, when you say foot?"........I snapped and CLICK.........I was done.