I got up this morning with every intention of getting my PET scan this morning.
At 7:11am I got a call. The camera on the PET machine isn't working. Would I like to reschedule?
So yeah, I had to reschedule. No big deal.
The person on the other end of the phone was super apologetic. I wasn't going to be mad about this. Disappointed? A bit. But mad? What purpose does that serve? Being mad about something that's out of their control serves no purpose. Unless the person on the phone was the chaos monkey puling out wires then there's no need to berate them. Stuff happens. We deal.
So my new PET scan will coming on Monday. We'll see where this leads.