Why?

Every day I run across dozens if not hundreds of items and issues where I just shake my head and say 'WHY?'

Today is no different.

I'm off so why do I have to get up at 545am?

Why, oh why does Mom have to endure such pain and sorrow and have the doctor do the same procedure he did less than two months ago? I hate to see Mom in pain and crying. She is very fragile, a great lady who should not have to be subjected to these awful things. Right?

Why, when we have been to this hospital literally HUNDREDS of times, does the girl ask 'do you know where you are going?'

Why does the doctor tell you what time to be there, what time he wants to do the procedure and then no fail, everything is running 2 hours late?

Why does every tech, who remembers Mom, forget that IV's and Mom don't mix?

Ditto last question, up to 'forget that Mom has low BP?'

Why does the doctor come out of this procedure saying 'I don't know why I had to go in, it looked ok to me?'

Why does my cell phone take pictures that are inverted and backwards, including the writing?

Why does the CDC keep running out of wheelchairs?

Why, when Mom's doctor said he was going to raise her dry weight, do the techs keep going off of the old dry weight? Does no one communicate???????

Why is it always so cold at the dialysis center?

AND WHY DID SOME JACKAL HIT MY CAR WHILE IT WAS SITTING AT THE DIALYSIS CENTER CAUSING A 36 INCH SCRATCH AND NOT LEAVE A NOTE??????