Whose Fault Is It Anways?

This morning, I had an appointment with a specialist.  I was up early, actually did my hair and put on make-up.  I left for the appt. with plenty of time, found a great parking spot and decided to take the stairs instead of the elevator.  The morning was going great.  When I opened the door to the doctor's office, the receptionist gave me a funny look.  I said my name and that I had an appointment for 9:00.  She replied, "No you don't", 

Her tone of voice was somewhat harsh and, given my fragile state-of-mind and less than confident sense of self lately, I started to stutter.  I think I even teared up a little.  Before I had a chance to fully question anything, she went on to say the appointment had been scheduled for the 18th, not the 28th and that she was surprised my family doctor hadn't phoned me when they didn't get any results.  I was quite flustered and nervous by this point so I apologized for missing it and we rescheduled.  Long story short, I let the blame fall on me and didn't put up any type of argument.

By the time I got home, I was mad at myself.  As I mentally reviewd my calendar for the month of June, I know the blame had to fall on the receptionist.  I had been at my doctor's office on the 15th to get stitches removed and that's when I asked for a referral to this specialist.  If the specialist's appointment was made for the 18th, I know I would have been surprised that I was able to get in that quickly.  And the decisive factor in this not-all-that-important-matter-but-it's-the-principle-of-the-thing is the fact that I was helping out with a chairty bike ride on the 18th so I wouldn't have accepted an appointment for that day.

What frustrates me the most is that I just stood there and accepted the mix-up as being my fault.  It's a stupid thing to get hung up over, but these are the kinds of things that plague my mind lately.  I don't think it would have made me feel any better to try and put the blame on the receptionist (plus I would have felt awkward the next time I saw her). Whatever...I'll leave you to enjoy these pictures of Katelyn while I try some deep breathing techniques :-)

Cuddling up with Daddy

The first few bites of rice cereal

She loves it!

A little light reading before bedtime...

I don't think this will be the last time we see the, "Aw geez Mom!" face :-)