Once we were finally seen on Wednesday she said that it seems like a new cold, he is still wheezing, yada yada but that if by Thursday he didn't seem any better she would call in a few days of prednisone. My mom calls me at 4 and says she sounds worse and I call the doctor, leave our pharmacy number and my number and I never hear back from her. The office was still open when I called! She never called in the prescription and she never called me to say she wasn't. I was fucking livid. .
He is being seen today at 11 with his new pediatric practice in South Jersey. They are all apart of the top docs and the head was who I used to see as a child. Since I can't go and am OCD I printed out his history since his records won't be there yet for my mom to take with her. I am sure they will all get a kick out of it, but whatever I feel like an asshole for not being there to begin with so I want to make sure they get as thorough picture as possible as to what has been going on. So that's fucking that in a nutshell.
Spring, where are you? I need you to hurry your sweet ass up so my baby stops getting every virus winter has to offer.
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