The date for another pH measurement test is inevitably coming.

Coming to the test is just another complicated logistics task.
What is required: two adults, one to drive, the other to operate the devices,
monitor breathing, change ventilator settings and suck the tracheo, etc. 

When in the car, Leo’s breath becomes shallow for no apparent reason,
and so he needs special attention.

Leodad works a lot, so Leogranddad comes to help.
From Tricity.

The procedures of pH testing are complicated.
We need to do the following: register at the reception desk; not lean on the counter;
explain ourselves (?!) because of a mistake on the referral paper,
and demand that Leo is attended to after all; not make faces;
check in a hotel, sleep in the hotel, pay for the hotel,
collect the papers, give the papers,
go from one floor to another (with all the stuff listed in earlier posts);
visit numerous wards; register again (mind the counter!);
undergo standard examinations;
and constantly wait for something…

It takes a whole day and night.

Finally, on an empty stomach, Leo turns up in the doctor’s office.
Hungry and scared, he waits for over an hour for the Doctor.
It turns out, however, that the test will not be done,
because the Doctor forgot to inform us that Leo should have stopped taking his medicine.
This means the whole sham will happen over again.
At another time.

Once again, we will have to organise transportation for Leo,
register at the reception, not lean on the counter,
explain ourselves (?!) because of the mistake on the referral paper,
demand that Leo is attended to after all; not make faces;
check in the hotel, sleep in the hotel, pay for the hotel,
collect the papers, give the papers,
go from one floor to another (with all the stuff listed in earlier posts);
visit numerous wards; register again (mind the counter!);
undergo standard examinations;
and constantly wait for something…

Pure Kafka.

2011.11.03
M. C. Escher, House of stairs