Grrrrrr! Hulk SMASH!!!!!

Let me tell you a little story.

There was this guy. Some of you might know him, he runs a shop full of junk... Anyway, so he got really ill and had to go into hospital and have an operation. The doctors did their thing and they said "come back and see us in 6-8 weeks, and we'll have you in for the secondary surgery in 5-6 months. The ward will sort an appointment for you."
So this guy says "OK, fine. After all everyone's been really good so far." That was his mistake, coz they never made his appointment. In fact, when he asked his nurse about it 3 weeks later he phoned and found out that this guy wasn't even in the system to get an appointment. Not only that but no-one had ever written his discharge letter either.
So, the story goes, he got the nurse (who was really nice about the whole thing) to get them to send out another appointment. "April" they said, "OK" he said.
Then the letter arrived and the appointment was for the middle of July. He was not happy, but it was at least round about the time he was to be going back in so he thought "OK, I'll leave it and see how things go. I can always get an emergency appointment if necessary..."
Then another letter arrived. "Your consultant is on holiday so we've rescheduled your appointment for August". He was very unhappy, as I'm sure you can imagine dear reader. So he called up about it and was told that they couldn't give him an earlier appointment, but they would let him know if one came up.
Meanwhile he was getting ill again...
Then ANOTHER letter arrived on Thursday morning. "We're rescheduling our clinics so we've had to put your appointment back until the beginning of September."
"Right!" says this guy, who we all know, "I'm gonna deal with this! I've had enough!" so he called them again and told them that he was a little unhappy about the fact that his first appointment to see his consultant was a month <em>after</em> he was supposed to be coming in for secondary surgery. He could almost hear the appointments girl shrug in response down the phone at him. "Sorry, nothing we can do."
So anyway, this guy goes to see his doctor about his being ill again and tells the doctor about the letters and the problems that he's been having related to his illness and stuff and the doctor says "Err, I'd better phone the hospital about this. You're not well are you" in a worried voice. So he calls and can't get anyone in the unit. So this guy goes and waits while the doctor sees some other patients and waits on a call from the hospital.
After the best part of an hour this guy gets called back into the doctors office. "They're a bit concerned so they want me to send them a letter asking for an emergency referal so that you can get an earlier appointment." he says.
"Er, can't you just make me one with the secretary" says this guy with the shop full of junk. "Um, no. She's gone home for the day. But the registrar I spoke to said he'd leave her a note. I'll write the letter tonight and send it first class tomorrow though" says he.
"OK, well at least they can sort it out over the weekend" says our Junk selling friend. "Er, nope," says the doctor, "secretaries don't work over the weekend..."
"OK, so how long until I get this emergency appointment then?" says he. "Oh, about 2-3 weeks. Come back in a fortnight if you haven't heard from the hospital though. You can sometimes get lost in the system" says the doctor
"What happens then, if I haven't heard and have to come back and how long will it take to get another appointment?" says our innestimable friend.
"Err, well if they haven't sent you one by then, I'll send another letter and you should hear from them and get another appointment 2-3 weeks after that..."

And then I started to cry...

Sometimes its no fun being ill.