I'm a number

Doctors these days. Good ones are SO hard to find. Doesn't matter if it's care for the kids or for me, I feel like I'm a number and not a person. I loved the nurse and doc I saw yesterday. They were attentive, compassionate and listened to me. 

I called to see about the surgery today and the lady on the phone made me feel like a number. I can't do anything but a consult with the Doctor first. It's during that appointment that the surgery will get written down. I was upset. I called back to see if that's normally how they do it. "Did they give you pain meds?"  Yes. "Yes, that's what happens. If you get worse though, go back to the er."  A number. I hope they're nicer in person or more people friendly. 

My pain has been fine all day. Not even there. Tonight it's there. I could feel it coming on so I took some meds. I'm beyond frustrated with this and tired. So for now I don't have a surgery date. Hopefully it will happen next week. 

Adrian has unfortunately caught the cold the kids have. I'm so on edge from that as well, that I'm pretty grumpy. Sorry to anyone who may see it. Especially you Ryan. I'm sorry. And mom. For being crabby and short on the phone. 

I feel as if nobody understands me when I worry about him. Or that anyone will take me seriously. I'm giving him another night. So far he has drainage that he coughs on but it's not bad...and I can't suck anything out of his nose and no fever. So I will keep him under wraps for now. 

Until tomorrow. 

He at least looked happy today!