I could have gotten pissed and looked at it as a wasted day as it takes about an hour and a half to get into the city with traffic, but as I wrote before, I use these trips as opportunities to do do things, so I met my brother, who works in the city, for lunch.
But beyond that, as I was going over the insurance stuff with the reception staff, I wondered if this was the universe telling it was time to move on. My electrophysiology doctor has the personality of a lemon, and my sarcoidosis specialist is pretty much afraid to do anything.
When I saw Dr. Tierstien, he would take me off medications as we went along and I got better, but not so with my new doctor. I have gotten better, but this doctor doesn't want to “mess with things”. I fully understand that point of view, but I also saw Dr. Tierstien's view too. So I was contemplating moving to another hospital. Plus my PCP has been hinting the same. Even if the do settle the insurance nonsense, I think it's time to move on. And I think the universe is nudging me along. Best to take action before the universe punches me in the face later on.