I don’t know whether to scream, or cry, or both…. I’m in shock right now.

I finally got in touch with somebody at the developmental pediatrician’s office and found out that the referral was never made.  I just keep saying that over and over and over in my head, “The referral was never made” !?!?  Frustrated doesn’t begin to describe how I am feeling right now.  I would like to go in to that doctor’s office and rip his head off right at this moment.

We went to see him on a Friday afternoon, as the last patient of the day, and apparently getting a start on his weekend plans was more important to him than getting help for my little boy.  I am just so, so upset right now.

Here I have been waiting patiently, knowing that even after the evaluations we have a long road ahead of us to start therapy, and here we are, back at square one because of a doctor’s complete incompetence and lack of caring.  I am SO MAD.

The doctor isn’t in today (of course), so now I still have to wait until tomorrow for the referral to be put into the Children’s Hospital, and then I have to (again) wait patiently to hear from them regarding Tristan’s evals.

I seriously think I need a drink…