Well, it took me two hours to find out what I already knew. I have a cataract in my left eye.
I arrived at 12:30, and was taken back fairly promptly. A young lady verified my medical history and did an eye exam – vision test and glaucoma. I was led to a waiting room, and promised “somebody will come for you shortly”. Another young lady, who happened to be the granddaughter of an old friend, did a second eye exam, and then led me back to the same waiting room, and gave me the same line. We did this dance several times. Different women, different exam rooms, but I had at least five people staring into my eyes. And then I finally saw the doctor. Who did another eye exam.
Return to different waiting area, and then I went into an office where yet another woman – this made six – set up the date for the surgery.
It took two bloody hours, and more traipsing around than really seemed necessary. Yeesh.
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