Getting up and ready for the day seemed slow and mechanical this morning. My mind was unable to rest last night and that made it difficult to sleep and rest. When my mind is unable to rest, sleep is hard to find. I have to go to dialysis this morning and my medical ride is picking me up at 11:05 AM.
I get downstairs to wait for my ride at 10:30 AM, I’m in the lobby watching for my ride for a half an hour, and no ride shows up. We wait a little longer, and yet no medical ride shows up. By 11:30 AM, having a meltdown in the lobby, JP and I decide to head upstairs. We get to my apartment door, and she said I should just drive to the clinic with my power chair and she will drive to watch for my safety in places that concern her in foggy weather on Center Avenue, I turn around and we head back to the elevator and head to the clinic by power chair and her truck. Yes, I drive to and from the clinic in my power chair often. Actually, I drive home from the clinic on nice days now. Today, since my ride to the clinic did not come, I drove to and from the clinic today in the cold, winter of the day. We have no snow yet. We have had some rain, fog, and chilly nights and days lately so far this winter season. Winter has just started here in Wisconsin three days ago anyway. Want to know what happed?
Veyo Screwed Up Again!
Well, Veyo screwed up again on finding a ride to get me to the clinic this morning. KG (female) the social worker called Veyo to let them know about the need for a ride for some of the patients who use medical rides. Well, Veyo must have not worked hard enough to find a company willing to get me to and from the clinic when KG talked to a scheduler. Oops, they screwed up big time. They sent the information to You Buy We Fly and YBWF had rejected the order, and yet someone at Veyo must have thought YBWF confirmed and were willing to pick me up. Nope, YBWF does not give rides on Sundays and holidays. Veyo screwed up big time, not YBWF, and Jackie and my Dad are going to be doing some bitching (excuse my language, Jesus) this week to Veyo and talk to someone about the dang blunder. Here I am getting upset and having a damn meltdown in the lobby of Garden Court. Uugghh! What a morning.
Driving My Power Chair to Dialysis
I have been fortunate enough this winter so far when it comes to driving to and from appointments if I have to, and today, I had to drive myself in my power chair to dialysis today.veyo screwed up setting up my medical ride for this morning and afternoon. It angered JP and my dad. Now JP wants to get a hold of certain people to complain about what happened this morning. She is fed up with Veyo and their screwing up my rides. It’s frustrating me that I had a meltdown in the Garden Court lobby, and I could care less if other neighbors heard me. I was, excuse my description, pissed off and very frustrating. Why did Veyo confirm a ride with YouBuy We Fly when the company is not open on Sundays and on holiday days! The idiot who set up my ride did a crappy job getting me a medical ride properly set up. Driving to the clinic was bone chilling, and riding home afterwards was even more bone chilling because it was foggy and wet. For the first time in a long time, we are not expecting a lot of snowy weather. Sad, right? Yes, no kidding. You get it! JP wants to handle this situation now, and I am going to let JP handle the situation Veyo has once again made—idiot company.
You Buy We Fly called my phone and JP talked to the owner over the phone. What happened today was not YBWF’s problem. JP talked to D (male) and he said that Veyo never called to YBWF to confirm, and that they are never open on Sundays and work the holiday. Yes, Veyo screwed up big time.
Anyway, I drove to dialysis as fast as I could because the chill of the wind and fog and earlier rain was blowing in my face and making my hands cold. I covered them with the arm of my favorite kitty jacket I have had for years thanks to a friend who used to live at Burbank Plaza Apartments. I get to dialysis and on rye scale weighing at 84.8 kilograms and hooked up to the machine without an incident or concern with either the dialysis machine or my lately finicky catheter today. Many patients did not come to dialysis. Sad, when I made an effort despite the meltdown, I had a half an hour later before making the right decision to drive myself to the clinic.
