I called the lab this morning to see if Casey's test was finished running. They are! Hurray! What are the results? I don't know...they wouldn't give them to me over the phone. They said they could release them if I went there to get them. Okay! I asked the girls at work if it's okay that I left...(of course it's okay...just thought I'd check first.) Clocked out, and drove 100 miles an hour to the hospital. (It's a mile down the street from my work.)
They won't give me the results. They said they have to have a signed consent form from Casey saying that I can pick up the results. I told them that if they consulted their paperwork from YESTERDAY, it would say that the test results can be released to Jennifer Sebold. ME. They said that THAT form isn't enough, that they need a different form (you know, the one that they didn't give him yesterday to fill out.) I told them that I need these results. And they have to give them to me right now.
Actually...they don't. Because they didn't.
I am not happy. Not at all. If someone doesn't put these results in my hand very soon, I'm likely to spontaneously combust.
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