I needed to bring eldest son to doctor's office but when I arrived there, only a little late, the office was nowhwere to be found. The sign was still on the door. The office building was open, but the suite containing the doctor's office was locked, dark and silent. My first thought was that I got the date wrong. I called spouse to have him check the calendar on the side of the refrigerator-- the only place I had recorded the time of the appointment. I had the date correct. So I thought I would try calling to see if there was some message saying why they were closed. Or maybe the receptionist was hiding under his desk in the dark? I was shocked when they picked up right away. Turns out they had moved their office down the street and there was supposed to be a sign on the door. I was also supposed to have scheduled an appointment two months ago. So they thought I had just decided not to use their facilities. First half of day was doctor office scavenger hunt and grocery store visit. Second half of the day was just TIRED. And night brought little sleep. Grateful Crap: children who play well with one another (most of the time) Daily Convexions: meds Comments are closed.
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K. BuchananQuaker, teacher, parent, |