I am feeling frazzled and agitated and wish-I'd-said this morning. You may remember awhile back my phone victory where I finally, finally, finally made Rob the two appointments he needed: an orthodontic evaluation and, right before it, a thorough dental cleaning for his embarrassingly plaquey teeth. AND I made both appointments for early morning so he would only miss half a day of school, and then I arranged for my mom to watch the three littles so I wouldn't have to sit for 2-3 hours in waiting rooms telling three small children not to lick the furniture.
Those two appointments were for this morning, and yesterday afternoon the dentist's office called and said they had to reschedule because the hygienist had called in sick. What I SHOULD have said is, "I'm sorry, that's impossible: I've arranged childcare for three small children, AND I specifically scheduled this appointment to be BEFORE his orthodontist appointment."
But---how would that have affected reality? The hygienist would still be sick (or FAKING). Still, I wish I'd said it, because OMG MY LIFE IS NOW TOTALLY RUINED. My mom can't babysit at this new time, and so I have to bring all three kids. The dentist appointment is now AFTER the orthodontist appointment, which makes no sense. And the timing/spacing of the appointments means he'll have to miss the whole day of school. And all this after I had it SO CAREFULLY PLANNED.
I suppose I could have said no to the dentist, then called to cancel the orthodontist, then called the school to let them know Rob WOULD be there in the morning after all. But I couldn't face having to make the appointments all over again when it was so hard the first time (for phone phobia reasons but mostly because it's tricky to find two consecutive appointments with two unconnected offices), and also it wasn't fair to the orthodontist, and also it would be EMBARRASSING since I had assured the orthodontist's office not two hours earlier than we would be there, and anyway the odds of the two appointments being at a time when my mom could babysit were nearly nil, so if I'm bringing the kids with me I might as well get it over with.
Worse yet, I was planning that we could at least go to Wendy's for lunch while we were out, but I'm reading Andrew Weil's Eating Well for Optimum Health, and I just finished the section on fats, and basically he says that if you eat fast food you might as well give yourself an IV of wet radioactive cement. So that kind of puts a damper on things.
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