Shock recall :: I remember mentally noting...
... in passing that so many of the Providers wore glasses. It took four (4) days for me to sort out that I had signed a form allowing Auxiliary Data use through ‘Glass.’ That was why I was being asked questions seemingly out of context and/or out-of-the-blue, and became confused. Or more confused than I already was. My reactions to some of these questions was also out of context and perhaps at that moment both I and the Provider thought I had dementia. I know I did. Either dementia or one of the psychoses that I am told run in the family.
It is only now that I recognize the price of Going Fearless. I stayed in one place too long, perhaps. I was known for who I was and it was okay. I am not known in Albuquerque, it is the time of advancing algorithms and I do not fit binary processes. No one does. No wonder many feel alienated. We are almost dealing with aliens (as in “another world,” not immigrants). Wrong, kiddo :: you signed Informed Consent when you were not well that you would allow these people to mess with you based on data whose source you may or may not know.
In the instant case, the data was previously provided by me on a form at another Provider’s office. The Urgent Care Provider was seeing it through her Glasses.
[When this was written, I had forgotten that I had started a piece on electronic dossier compilation. Very amusing.]