So the phone rings this morning.
Ring, Ring...
Me: "Hello"
Unkown person: "Good Afternoon"
Me: "It's still morning."
Still Unknown person: "This is ____ from ____ assisted living. You're late to pick up your mom for her fasting lab. Her breakfast and diabetes meds have been held per the doctor's order."
Me: "What fasting lab? Today is Sunday. The doctor's office is closed today, and she just had a fasting lab about two weeks ago."
Poor, confused, underpaid employee working on Sunday:
"It is on our calendar. Has there been some sort of mistake? The order came through from the doctor's office last Monday."
Me: "Let me check her appointment schedule. Her next fasting lab is on this date, NEXT YEAR."
Assisted living employee: "So there has been a mistake?"
Me: "Yes, someone accidentally put next year's appointment on this year. You are going to give mom her meds and feed her now right?"
Assisted living employee: "Yes."
Me: "Thank you! Tomorrow when the doctor's office is actually open, I will contact them, and get this straightened out."
I had this sinking feeling on Monday when scheduling next year's appointments, that something like this would happen. Either the person from the doctor's office did not make it completely clear the appointment was for next year, the fax machine made the full date of the appointment illegible, or someone at the assisted living was really out of it when putting the appointment on the calendar. No matter what happened, it resulted in an error, thankfully not life threatening, because another employee actually double checked.
It is Sunday, but it feels like a Monday.
Update: I found out the doctor's office was the one who got the date wrong. Hopefully, they will get it right this time.
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