I had received 2 referrals for the same pediatrician - apparently he specializes in congenital heart defects and doctors a little boy that I know with Down's Syndrome. Anyway, I have been desperate for a new pediatrician for all 3 girls and was excited to have a great one for Caroline all wrapped into one. I had an appt this morning to take the girls for a "new patient" appointment with said doctor. About an hour prior to the appointment, I start checking to make sure all of the insurance stuff is aligned properly. Because we were military for so long and are new to the insurance game, it seems that we've been burned lately for not having all of our ducks in a row. Long story short, the perfect pediatrician that I've been so excited about is not a network provider with our insurance. Not only that, but except for the kooky doctor that we've been seeing for the last year, I didn't recognize a single name on the approved list. The cardiologist wants to send some information to our new doctor and now I'm back to having absolutely no idea who to tell him to send it to. For some reason, this put me in a serious state of funk this morning.
We went to drop off Grace at school (2 hours late without any good excuse) and as we were driving home, I just had the desire to drive and cry and not return to the house. I couldn't explain WHY in the world I was so frustrated and emotional, I just was. Small thing - big reaction from Katie. In the meantime, Scott called...
Scott has just been transferred to being based in NYC - a 6 1/2 hour commute from Alabama on a good day. Yesterday was not a good day. He left here at 4 in the afternoon, arrived at this "crash pad" where he stays in NYC at almost 2 in the morning soaking wet having walked the 20 minute walk from the airport in the driving rain. He's really not the one that I should be complaining to on this particular morning. However, he calls and I'm crying because of a stupid missed doctor appointment - realizing the whole time just how wacko I sound. Thankfully, we've been together 14 years, married for 9 and this is my fourth baby... he knows me well. He suggests that instead of returning home (as I had planned with no other good options) that I take the girls to McDonalds for playtime on the playground and lunch. (It's too cold to do anything outside) Another little thing that completely turned my pitiful attitude around. The girls and I did go to McD's for a little playtime - they played and I read magazines that I had picked up at my parents' house in route. What a transformation!!
$1 sweet tea + time out of my house = little things that have absolutely changed the course of the day. What blessings to be thankful for today!! :)
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If you have Cullman doctors on your insurance list and want me to ask around about the Pediatricians, I will. Just let me know.
I am glad to hear your day is going better!
Katie,
I am glad to know that you day is going better. Scott sure is a good husband and full of ideas. My husband probably would have said, "Oh, I have an appointment now can I call you later!" McDonald's is definitely one of my favorite places. You let me know if you need a girls weekend in the future and I will do some arranging. So what did you learn about in the magazines? Is Jennifer still broken up with John? Just jokes. I am so out of the loop with magazines and always look forward to my hair appointment so I can catch up.
I know this is an older post but I just wanted to say "Hi!" and let you know that we are all praying for you out here in Missouri. it has been such a long time and seeing your blog and pics of all of you on your sister's facebooks just makes me cry because I miss ya'll so much. Do you have e-mail? I would love to catch up. I know you have your hands full right now but you have really been on my heart. I am so thankful we share the same faith!
Love you!
I will keep you and Caroline daily in my prayers.
Caroline (Christie) Whitmore
P.S. What a great name you picked! LOL
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