Confusion and Magnetic Imaging

Today I visited The Oregon Clinic in Portland. I’ve been having a lot of pain in my left foot & ankle, especially after standing or walking for very long; I saw a podiatrist, who sent me for an MRI.

First, I must say that the actual process, the MRI itself, and the technicians who administered it, was fabulous, without any problems. Being strapped to a table is not my favorite thing in the world, especially when surrounded by a large, very noisy medical machine, but the lovely technicians tuned the big ol’ headphones into the 80’s station on Pandora, and I grooved to the tunes of my youth, and was able to relax. So much that I think I even fell asleep while they scanned my foot & ankle!

However, for several reasons I’m annoyed by the administrative folks at The Oregon Clinic. I was told my MRI appointment was for 1 o’clock, and that I needed to check in 30 minutes early. So, I arrived at noon, only to be told “You are really early! Your appoinment is at one; we told you to be here at 12:30 so you’d get that 30 minutes for check in.” Then I was handed a stack of papers which I was told were just vaivers – they turned out to be exact replicas of the online check-in I spent 30 minutes doing yesterday. (The whole point of those is so you do not have to do paperwork at the office, right?) Third, after handing back my insurance cards, the receptionist casually stated to me “They told you we don’t take your Washington insurance, right? Because we’re The Oregon Clinic, right, in Portland.” Which I was not told. Now I just have to keep my fingers crossed that Medicare will pay for the entire thing. Ugh.

I don’t know the results yet. I’m hoping it can easily be fixed, without surgery or having to wear ugly “good-for-Jonna” shoes all the time. As a wise man once said, it is better to look good than to feel good.