We got to the clinic, got out of the car without any barfing incidents - THANK THE LORD - and went in to check in. I told the lady Baby's name and the time of our appt., and she told me, "That appt. was at 12:45." NOOOOOOO! I told her that I called last week and the lady told me 2:45 and I wrote it directly into my book - and I showed her the book. She called back to the doctor and said, right in front of me, "Your 12:45 appt. just showed up for a 2:45 appt. - She says she called last week and someone told her 2:45. I don't know who would have done that. SOMEone got it confused." At that point, I wanted to reach across the desk and poke her in the shoulder - hard.
Thankfully, they were able to see Baby, but I kept watching the clock. I didn't stick around to find out when exactly her next appt. is - I told them to send me an appt. card. It was getting later, and I knew traffic would be heavier than normal. I ended up calling Mike's parents; they had to check Little Boy's blood sugar and I had to walk Grandma through drawing up his insulin. She said he was very cooperative. I told them what he could eat for supper. Baby and I stopped and ate supper at BK, and rushed home. Little Boy's blood sugar was a bit high tonight, and I had to give him an extra shot.
As for her appt., the doctor wants us to patch for two weeks, not patch for 4 weeks and return. If there is no improvement, she wants to talk to us about surgery. I just want to do anything possible to avoid that. Poor Baby - she is not happy about patching.
Tomorrow DH is taking Baby to see our pediatrician for her 3 year old check up, and in the afternoon, I'm taking Little Boy to Morgantown - trip #2 in one week. I'll be double and triple checking the time of his appt. tonight. Good grief.
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Hope the rest of you appointments this week go better than that!
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