I think the Canadian health care system is teaching me Zen. Or perhaps the Universe is teaching me Zen and using OHIP as a tool. Or perhaps I’m just off my frigging rocker.

My phone rang this morning. It was the gynecologist’s office. They want to file my chart but they can’t because there is still an outstanding referral. Since October. Oh how awful for them. How dreadfully inconvenient. (Give me a frigging break!) But at least it generated a call. (Sarcasm!) Of course, I’m not going to complain because they did call after all. Not to say they had an appointment set up for me with this oncologist, but just to say they haven’t forgotten me. (More sarcasm!)

I didn’t mention that one of them called me the week before Christmas with exactly the same message. (What good would that do?) She was supposed to follow up with the oncologist’s office and then call me back. (Ommmmmmm….) I’m not sure where that train broke down but I never got a call back. (Serenity Now!) This time I did. (Ommmm….) I was suitably impressed. (Hey, I think it’s working…) I’m also impressed that she had news from the other office–actual confirmation that they have my referral in hand are trying to schedule me. (I’m completely calm…..)

I even have a time line of sorts, a goal if you will–I’m to call the gynecologist’s office next Friday to say whether or not I’ve gotten a call from the oncologist.

I won’t even bother to wonder if the appointment will be any time in 2008 or if it will ever even materialize. (Zen my ass! I want to see a doctor!!)

*Apologies to Seinfeld!