Out of pills. No refills left.

So after a few days of them not contacting my doctor, I called the GI at 4:50 on Friday afternoon to see if they’d refill it. They told me the office was closed and laughed at me.

Totally fair.

I called back on Monday morning and asked again, and they said, “What? Dr. Patel is retired! I don’t even know what you’re doing here. What nonsense is this, woman?”**

And I thought, what?! No note, no farewell party, just GONE? Rude as hell!

“Would you like to make an appointment with his daughter, Anna?”

I mean I guess I did. She could see me Thursday.

Today is Thursday, and I just went in. I saw another doctor who was not a Patel. She asked about my last colonoscopy*. “In 2023, right?”

“No, I had one last summer.”

“You did? I don’t have that down.”

“Yeah, with Dr. Amrit Patel.”

“Dr. Amit Patel?”

“No, Dr. AmRIT Patel. You know, Dr. Anna’s father.”

“Oh, AmIT Patel.”

“AmRIT Patel.”

“Anna’s father is Dr. Amit, and he just retired.”

So I somehow got connected with the wrong answering service and got pulled into Amit and Anna’s system, but if they’re going to get me back on Entyvio, then I really don’t give a darn. Dr. Amrit Patel is allegedly still practicing on Irving Park and Central in the abandoned hospital.

Which leads me to wonder, does Dr. Amrit Patel really exist? It does explain all the old-school sulfa drugs from Ago…

 

 

*Don’t worry, no details. Just know it’s important to the story.

**I’m paraphrasing. I know subtext when I hear it.