Cody Will Dive For His School This Year!

UPDATE: Nooooooooooo Murmur. Not that I wanted him to have one, but are you KIDDING me? So one office needs to boot their receptionist, another their doctor. Then I'll have a nice little thing going on. :) *Cody---made it to dive practice with time to spare.

And he tells me this yesterday. My heart leaps with joy, I love watching that boy dive. All smiles, I say "Great! When does practice start?"

"Oh, today. And I need a sports physical before the coach will let me dive."

No words needed here I'm sure. We all know it's a cinch to get into the doctor on an hour's notice! So I call the doctor's office. She politely tells me no there isn't anything for over a week, not even with another doctor, not even with a nurse practitioner.

Discouraged, but not done, I pick up the yellow pages and find a walk-in clinic that will take him in the morning. Go....get right in. John calls me and tells me he called our doctor and they got him an appointment for the next afternoon! No way! I'm a bit suspicious they have given preferential treatment to my husband. But don't dwell too much on it and I tell him to cancel because I've found something sooner.

This is too easy. Yeah, it is. He detected a little heart murmur, sent us to see our primary doctor. Back to square one. I'm not worried about the heart murmur, I know it's fine, these are very common. I still treat it seriously, but read on it and it's not a big deal.

So....back home, I call. Tell the receptionist about our pickle. She says no, there is nothing at all available. Not even with the other doctors. Not even the nurse practitioner. I....hang up the phone and hang my head. I know Cody has to get in so many practice hours before the meet or he can't dive it. Just then, John calls. He says he called our doctor again, gives me not one, not two, not three, no FOUR different time choices for tomorrow. Drop jaw here. No. Way. This did NOT just happen. (best raised eyebrow look below:)

I am absolutely stunned that the 'man' can get the appointment, but the 'mom' cannot. I told John after angry rant that he will probably need to take Cody. It's not best if I show up with an attitude--I have an appointment next week and seriously don't want to wait in the waiting room more than an hour! Further, I wonder how many of the many many times I've been turned away were actually because the receptionist was hoping to keep time slots available for a man!

PS--thanks, Kelly, for letting me rant on the phone for over an hour today. It's good to have a friend like you to let loose on. Very. Now, hope you didn't have anything good to say because I pretty much dominated today!