1st do no harm, but before that, we're gonna make you wait in the waiting room for two %*!$#*@ hours!

Speaking of doctors and why I freakin' hate them...we took Luke to the ENT (Ear, nose and throat) doctor the other day. I had brought up to our family dr. that Luke seemed to snore/obstruct when he slept or was at rest an awful lot for a little boy his age so she referred us to the ENT. I called and it took like 3 weeks to get an appointment so in the mean time, Luke announces to me that he can't hear me and that's the reason he's been ignoring me when I speak to him. I thought he was just straight out ignoring me and I was getting really mad but one day he bursts into tears and says "I can't hear you when you talk so please don't be mad at me!" I felt like crap. Anyway, I figure that it's good that we already have an appt. with the ENT so I'll address the hearing issue then as well as the snoring/heavy breathing thing.

So appointment day is here and I worked 12 hour midnight shift the night before. I got off at 730am, went to bed at 8am and slept 'til noon. We head off to the appt. after dropping O man off at Auntie Michelle's house. We get there about 245pm for our 3pm appt. We fill out the new patient paperwork and then sit down to wait. We wait...and wait...and wait...and wait. We go up to the desk and Suzy-Sixteen says "well, there are 6 people in front of you so it'll probably be an hour". It's now 345pm and we've already been there an hour. So I'm PISSED at this point because I KNOW now that I'm not gonna make it to school by the 5pm start time. We drove separately but I don't wanna leave without talking to the dr. as Andrew will inevitably forget to ask something I consider important. So I'm pissed and we still wait...and wait...and wait...and wait. People who's appointments were originally AFTER mine are now being called before us and I'm so effing pissed off, I feel like crying. I'm effing tired after only 4 hours sleep, I'm missing an important lab class and the ONLY friggen reason I'm still sitting in the effing waiting room is because my 6 year old told me that he can't hear anything out of his left ear. So we FINALLY get called into the room and the dr. comes in like 2 minutes later. He apologizes for the wait and mumbles some crap about an emergency or two. I wanna scream, "Don't bullshit a bullshitter pal" but I don't. I also don't tell him the customary "it's OK" for making us wait TWO HOURS AND 2O MINUTES to see you. So, 5 minutes later, and I'm NOT kidding you...we find out a couple things:

1. Our referral didn't say anything about ear issues so they can't do any testing on his ear because if it. (It was only by the grace of GOD that I didn't lose it here, I'm dead serious)

2. There is fluid in both of his ears which could definitely cause hearing loss. We don't know how permanent this may become.

3. His tonsils and adenoids are HUGE (not infected, this is important because that means that they're huge normally) and are most likely part of the cause of the obstructive issues Luke is experiencing when he sleeps or is at rest.

We're told to start him on an antibiotic and steroid nasal spray and get a referral that would allow them to test his hearing. We need to go back in 3 weeks. Like hell I wanted to say but my baby can't hear so I shut my mouth and make a mental note to get the 1st damn appt of the day so I don't have to wait 3 friggen hours for a 5 minute appointment.

This is why I hate doctors. I am my mother's daughter after all.