Becky, I'm jealous that you got your kid's doctor to see you. I hate going to new doctors because of stupid shenanigans like the ones described here. My kids' pediatrician is so super nice.I wish I could get them to fudge on the paperwork and lie about my age. We won't even talk about how many years ago I was seen by a gynecologist (try the day I had DS, six and a half years ago)
So not only did I have to "take one for the team" and spend Friday night with this distraught woman, but then Sunday I was guilted into spending part of the day with another woman whose marriage is falling apart because her husband is so on the autism spectrum it's not even funny. How about this- he's an accountant (1), he's very opinionated to the point of being irrational (2) he can't tolerate social situations (3), he never makes eye contact (4), he only is interested in what he's interested in-motorcycles (5), he is emotionally distant from his wife and 8 yr. old (6), he has a very sharp sense of humor and an even sharper temper (7), he thinks he is the most miserable person in the world and everyone is enjoying life but himself (8), he is worried that his daughter will hate him for "lying" to her about the Easter bunny, Santa, etc.(9), and finally, he is ready to break up his marriage and make his own child hate him because he can't or won't get therapy for any of this (10).
There you go, 10 reasons why it is important to help our sons grow up in loving homes with loving parents who are honest about life and demand accountability.
I told my DH that I met my quota for miserable people interactions and now I'm through for a while. I wonder sometimes how people can say there is no God, not that I'm particularly religious, but how can so many people get thrown into "random" social situations when they all need help from each other in one way or another. It's just hard to leave it to "chance". I mean, how else would I have met you all? (BTW, Mechurchlady, you do not qualify for the miserable people quota because you are smart and funny and I feel bad for you but you don't make me want to bang my head into a concrete wall

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C & G's Mama, about the weight thing- don't worry about it. I used to be so obsessed with my weight growing up, but I was a nut case trying to do it. I tell my DH that the woman who is obsessed about her weight and controlling everything everyone eats is also a total B*&%$ and you wouldn't want to be married to her because she's no fun. I'm glad you and your partner are so well matched. What a (gulp) healthy way to live! I'm thinking it's worse to be in a stressful family situation for life expectancy than being obese and happy. It's all about the cortisol.
Saveaquarter, I don't know how much filing a complaint would do in this situation. I would ask the next doctor's office to let you meet the provider before you take DH in for the first time. There is nothing wrong with this. I have done it for my son and think that if you are going to have a long term relationship with someone, then you should "interview" them first. If the Dr's office won't comply, then let your fingers do the walking, IYKWIM. Also, when you call for an appointment, ask to speak with a nurse and ask if they can recommend someone right for you in that practice. I bet the nice intake nurse was cringing at the thought of you and your DH meeting the PA. I'm guessing she knows what a blowhard he is.
I have a management interview today at my store. It's the only place I've ever worked where I would not be upset because I didn't get the job. Everyone is so nice and capable. I love Disney.
P.S. Has anyone seem La Nouba, the Cirque du Soleil show? Do you think it would freak DS out? Family wants to go in June, but I don't want to flip his little lid...It's bad enough the Luau dancers will be twirling fire.

