Thursday, January 21, 2010

Calling clinic from work

I had the bright idea to call the clinic from work to get a prescription for Diclectin. I thought I would wait it out and see whether or not I was morning sick this time, but sure enough, it hit and it hit hard.

I was sitting in my cube whispering into the phone that I needed an appointment for a prescription for Diclectin. The admin kept asking me to repeat myself and then asked what it was for. I stupidly replied in a normal voice that it was for morning sickness. It wasn't a readily available drug even a few years ago so she put me on hold to ask if she should give me an appointment. This was only after I insisted that she give me one. After all, I had rung the line for 20 minutes before getting into the queue and then I waited an extra 15 minutes to talk to a real person. I was determined to get my Dicectin.

After the call ended I told another coworker about my pregnancy so she wouldn't guess things. She hadn't even heard me say a word so I should have continued to keep my mouth shut. I never was good at keeping secrets.

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