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He's a man now

Last night the lad called me in a panic. His registration for next semester begins on Friday and he has been notified that he cannot register for classes until he provides the college with his medical records that THEY LOST.

He asked if I could run over to his doctor’s office and have them fax his records to the college. I said that I could surely try, but I didn’t think they’d do it for me. The lad is no longer a minor and I felt pretty sure that I’d be banging my head against the brick HIPA law wall. And, sure enough, his physician’s office will not give up one sheet of paper to the cause. With regrets, at least, but no go.

In order for his records to be released and faxed, he has to get a medical release form from the college infirmary to fill out, which he can then fax to his doctor’s office here, and they will maybe fax his records to him there. Possibly by Friday. Maybe.

Although that’s not too complicated, it is quite an investment in time for a college student to jump through those hoops during class days. All because of the college’s error, but that’s irrelevant to their way of thinking. And, as we know, nothing in this day and age is ever easy or quick. He will, probably, have to hound everyone concerned about this to Get It Done, if experience is anything to go by.

Welcome to the real world, kiddo. I think this might be the first instance in his experience where Mom is totally useless. It’s kind of a weird feeling.

Posted on 11/14/07 at 01:39 PM
 




Linkmeister

Yup.  Big institutions screw things up, and tilting at them is necessary but not fun.

A useful if unpleasant lesson.

United States   Posted by Linkmeister on 11/15/07  at  02:00 AM





Kate

As I recall, I gave up tilting at my fine institution of higher learning after they transposed the last four digits of my social security number. As far as I know they still have it wrong and life has not noticed. The numbers were immediately etched in granite though and there they shall undoubtedly stay. Trying to fix a college’s errors is a lot like dragging a 2 ton rock uphill.

United States   Posted by Kate on 11/15/07  at  11:06 AM





cyn

it’s deja vu--went through the same thing when oldest was at SU--apparently one of his shots was given when he was too young (that was determined years after he had it), so he needed to get it again.  He was in his Junior or Senior year--I think it might have been Senior before someone caught it....and of course it was the day for final registration for classes for the next semester ......(and yes, he too suffered from the procrasination disease). 

Same state of panic, I could do nothing, they, for some strange reason, could not administer it there--I never could figure that out - but turned out (luckily for him) one of the nurses knew someone who knew someone whooooo and they arranged it so he could wait til he came home for holidays.  But it was a tense few hours before they resolved it…

United States   Posted by cyn on 11/16/07  at  09:25 PM





Kate

Friday has come and gone...I have no idea if or how he resolved his problem. Since I haven’t heard anything, I’ll assume all is well. I could be very wrong about that, but I surely hope not.

United States   Posted by Kate on 11/16/07  at  09:44 PM





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