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A friend told me recently they appreciate and respect the fight in me and my unwillingness to accept, “No.” As one who believes in listening and using our ‘Muggle Words’ for consent and otherwise, I Pondered like Pinky this point (Harry Potter and Pinky and the Brain references for those needing that John Stockton-like assist). I arrived at this conclusion: I respect a person’s No, but I don’t accept the ignorance that surround that knowing which in turn drives my subsequent action. An example: For almost a month I’ve been trying to make an appointment with my nutrition and dietitian, calling regularly staying on top of what seems so simple but not. All that is required is a piece of paper to be faxed over from my primary care office to the endocrinologist office in order for me to make an appointment. For three weeks there has been back-and-forth: I have sent the paper/we haven’t received it/we’ll call you type of a deal. This is directly affecting me, the patient and with a specific health challenge I’m going through, nutritional help is a key ingredient in helping me feel better. So, after yet again being told this a.m. it hasn’t been received, I called the main office, waited half hour to speak with someone and then conference called the other office. One party was a little huffy but, I Don’t CARE! Get it done! And guess what? It got gone. Their ‘no’ was unacceptable. And sometimes fighting for ourselves, even in the seemingly little things are hugely important.