Dying to Be Heard (MRI Am Not Okay pt.2.)
Yesterday afternoon as I was sitting downstairs at my desk doing a little writing, I got a phone call. It was the orthopedic surgeon’s office, and they had my MRI results.
My first thoughts after the nurse on the phone told me that she could tell me my results over the phone and e-mail them to me (with the stipulation that I still obviously had to come in for the follow up visit with Dr.…
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