Thursday, March 6, 2008
Have I mentioned how much I HATE Navy Medical?
So I was at the doctors yesterday for Zoe, her appointment was at 4pm and after driving around for 30 minutes trying to find the place and calling and them not answering their phone (I mean, it rang for 8 minutes!) I get there about 5 minutes late, 20 minutes after that they call for Zoe and we get her weight and length (a whopping 12lbs 8oz!!!) and then send us back into the lobby for another 20 minutes, when they put us in a room and we waited for an HOUR until the doctor finally came in. A WHOLE FREAKIN HOUR! So that puts us seeing the doctor at 6pm ish, him deciding he doesn't know why she's wheezing but giving me a script for eye drops for her goopyness, and then me going and waiting for another 30 minutes in the pharmacy. Fortunately, Zoe is a complete angel(as always) and doesn't get upset until I strap her in her car seat, at which point she decides she's hungry and screams for the entire ride home ( a normally 6 minute drive turned into a 20 minute drive because, surprise surprise, I hit EVERY RED LIGHT possible. I think we we're both so stressed out I got home at around 7, and she ate while I dozed, and then we both passed out at about 9. The worst part is, that's my PCM, my primary care manager, I can't go anywhere else, and they are just terrible. :(
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