I feel all teary-eyed and sentimental today. Could be the cold that I got from the boy, my first mother's day, the grayness outside or just a case of Monday blahs. This feeling is entirely different from the anger-fueled, resentment-infused helplessness of the past couple of weeks. I feel sad but it's a good sad if that makes any sense.
The boy is still sick and had a huge coughing fit after eating this morning. And then he turned to me and smiled. That made my heart break into a million little pieces.
Well, that didn't last long. I am out of the whole sentimental teary-eyed thing and back to pissedoffville. I've been trying to reach the pediatrician since Saturday due to the increasingly alarming cough that ate my child and I've been getting the message that loosely translates into something like this :" Due to area code changes you need to dial the 10 digit number including the area code". That is what I have been dialing this whole time not to mention for the past six months. After numerous failed attempts I finally called the phone company and their records show that the number has been disconnected but they don't have the order to disconnect the number. So they are investigating and I am dialing frantically every 5 minutes. How is it possible for an entire pediatrician's office that has four doctors and a bunch of nurses not to mention all the administrative staff not to know that their phone is not working. Aren't they at all surprised that there are no calls coming in from hysterical parents of newborns. I know I sure called every 2 seconds when I first brought the boy home.
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