I wrote last week about speaking to a physiotherapist in this town to arrange to join her set of 12 2-hour classes. I said that I would need transport as I can no longer drive. I also mentioned that I could not get an ambulance to the previous class which is out of town.
I told her that I had been trying to get hold of that physio as I did not like to leave without speaking to her (it would be so rude) but I could not find her telephone number. This physio said that she would contact the other one and let her know and also that she would arrange transport for me.
Up early this morning and all dressed ready to go. Sat in the lounge waiting for my transport.
and waiting
and waiting.
By the time the class was supposed to start - no transport.
I then telephoned the department.
Then the phone rang and it was the physiotherapist here. She had got hold of completely the wrong end of the stick as she thought I was going to continue going to the class out of town.
!!!!!!!
So I can have a nice quiet day.
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Oh bother! I hope it's sorted out for next week.
What a mix up Elaine ! You could have had another hour in bed ! Hope it's soon sorted out
Sorry your physio didn't work out for you this week, but hope you get it resolved for the next time.
Good grief! Some people are morons. Hope it gets sorted in time for the next visit! :)
Sometimes those little miscommunications allow you to relax guilt-free... hope you enjoyed your afternoon!
- M
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