It seemed like a good idea.

My neighbor Betty is having some health issues, among them a major hearing problem. She is 88 , lives alone, and doesn't drive. I offered to help her get the doctor's attention, and began by chatting with the office staff and politely explaining how Betty's hearing loss was getting worse and it was very frustrating to her. Her appointment was moved up from November to the end of August. It amazes me how elderly people are treated differently when they have someone advocating on their behalf vs. trying to solve life's problems by themselves.
We went to the first visit and I went in with her to be 'another set of ears'. They told her that she needed a new hearing test.
"Why? What for?"
"To determine your hearing loss."
"I can tell you that I have a hearing loss!!. We don't need a test for that!!"
[It was kind of funny to listen to each side debating their point.]
Well, nothing was going to happen without a new test. We made another appointment, and since it had to be an afternoon appt and I was going to be bringing my mom along with us, I decided to make an appt for Flo, too, to see if maybe it was possible to shut down her 'Alaskan pipeline' permanent nose drip.
Today was the day!! Flo was at 2:50 with the doctor,and Betty was 3:15 with the audiologist. Perfect! Right? Wrong!!
We arrived at 2:40 and I handed over the volumes of Flo's info that had been filled out.[She was a new patient.]
And the waiting began...we made friends with others waiting...we solved the problems of the world!! And then they were both called at the same time.
Betty went for her test and Flo and I went into another room[waiting].
Betty was done and we were still waiting.
"The doctor will be in."
"The doctor had to take a phonecall."
At this point, I suggested that we reschedule at a different time. It wasn't life or death. Flo has stock in Puff's Plus and her nose wasn't going to fall off.
"He's off of the phone. She's next."
Ten minutes later...I voiced that rescheduling was looking like the way to go.
"I don't know what's keeping him...he should be right out."
Back into Flo's room. And then she said those words that trumped all others.
"I have to go to the bathroom." I told her that I would gladly take her to the bathroom.
"I don't want to use the bathroom here."
Alrighty then! And away we go!
As we passed the 'make an appointment desk', I said, "We'll reschedule."
It had been an hour, and that was enough.
We left, grabbed a $5 already hot and ready pizza on the way home, discovered that Betty also liked pizza and so we scooped up a second $5 already hot and ready pizza, and went home.

I am a patient person. There was no huff or flair as we rolled out.
I got the impression that not many people exercise their right to 'call it a day.'
Well we did. And then we had pizza[my favorite] and chocolate turtles[Flo's favorite].
And would the last one out of the doctor's office please turn off the light.