Called to make an appointment with the Genetic Counselor. The same GC who hasn’t called us since October. The same GC I’ve left three messages with this month. The woman I talked to promised she was pulling my chart and I’d get a call by today at 5. We shall see.
I have a handful of song lyrics and interesting quotes I want to share with you, but right now I’m so busy being angry and frustrated that all I can do is listen to sappy music (seriously, Evanescence? I know I can do better than this) and swear a lot.