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| - Urgent care, it is not very urgent.... Upon a recommendation of a mom friend I have, I went to get my swollen, possibly fractured wrist x-rayed. I was greeted by a receptionist at the front desk who gave me some papers to fill out, took my insurance card, ID and co pay (which is $20 vs $200 if I went to the ER). While I waited one lady that looked like death asked twice if her prescriptions were ready. She mentioned she'd been there for 2 hours for her prescriptions. Another woman came up moments later asking about when her prescriptions would be ready.
I waited for almost 90 minutes before I was brought into a room, where, I waited for another 20-30 minutes. I could hear lots of friendly talk from the nurses desk outside the door and I wondered what patients were being seen. Finally, a PA came in and looked at my wrist and asked if they'd taken my X-rays yet. Ummm, no. I've been sitting here. I was beginning to think the place was pretty unorganized.
About 10 minutes later and lots of Pinterest pinning later, 2 X-ray techs come get me and escort me to the xray room. After they debate the distance if the machine to my wrist, which xray apron I should wear, something else I couldn't catch, I wondered if it was their first day on the job. I asked them if they'd done a wrist xray before, they laughed and said they went to different xray schools. Well, pretty sure a standard wrist xray shouldn't be that confusing or have such contrasting methods of taking an xray, no matter what school you went to.
X-rays are taken, I wait another 30 for the PA to come in. He enters, mini fracture found, swollen soft tissue and there's small chip, but it looks okay. Again it's chit-chat central out at the nurses counter with a lot of unorganized questions from each on how to do things. The splint/brace I came in was what I left with.
Except I had to wait 30 minutes for my anti inflammatory prescription.
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