Test Results, Cold Oatmeal, and the Mysterious Nurse Diane
Several days ago, my son’s pediatric nephrologist phoned with the results of his kidney biopsy. The phone call was one day late. One day is practically eternity. First, let me say that prior to our leaving the hospital, I asked this doctor when we would be informed of the results. Her reply: “Possibly Monday, but by Wednesday at the latest.” To my experienced ears, that meant Wednesday at the earliest. I was right. Wednesday came, and it was nearly noon and we still hadn’t heard a word. Now, just to give you some background, we were waiting to hear what … Continue reading