[Janet]

Every have a deep-seated feeling something is going to go wrong that you can't shake. You tell yourself over and over that it's never going to happen and you're worrying needlessly but it won't go away.

And then it happens.

So, yeah, that was my last 24 hours. All day yesterday I couldn't shake the feeling that I'd get to the surgery center and they would tell me it was cancelled. So my mom drives me there at 6:00am in heavy snow and, sure enough, they did. They were dicks about it, too, like they had been about everything else. They told me they couldn't tell me why it was cancelled because they deleted all my records as soon as it was. My doctor was even in the building and they wouldn't let me talk to him.

Eventually, hours later after my doctor's office opened I got an answer from him. Yesterday the anesthesiologist decided they had to do it at the full hospital instead of the surgery center because I said I had asthma on my health history. This would be the health history the surgery center kept claiming I hadn't given them, so at least I was vindicated on that point.

The surgery center people should have either called me or told the doctor's staff that they needed to but they did neither. He's already written an angry letter to them, and since he's on the board of the hospital they are part of, they might actually get their shit together and be less assholish to patients. At least I know they didn't cancel it just out of spite, which I suspected and I won't have to deal with them again now that it's been moved.

I'm still waiting for the call to find a date to reschedule it. And my sister is not demanding the return of the treats she bought me, but I'm not allowed to eat the chocolate until the actual operation.