At this rate...
I'ma gonna end up smacking a bitch before lunchtime. Grrr. Fucking hate specialist doctors with their sense of entitlement. Your little hellion has ADD, maybe a learning disorder. Comparing that to the little ones with facial lacerations we send to you for emergency stitches to avoid leaving unsightly scars on them is not going to get you in faster. Actually, it's just going to piss me off. Sorry if we pulled you away from a fucking boob-job, you sanctimonious asshole. The answer's still the same, whether you ask at the beginning of the conversation, or after you've been trying to bully me for ten minutes! Now, go fuck off and die. *snarl*

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But yeah, it's basically a case where they've spent four years focusing on the other child, who is deaf, and now suddenly, it's an emergency that their child must be seen (mind you, only on the days and times that they're available--it's not that big an emergency to them that they have to shift anything around.)
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I meant to reply to your e-mail, but things have been insane at home with Jess' schoolwork. If I get five minutes on the computer at home, it's a miracle. We probably wouldn't be able to apartment sit full time, but we could certainly check in every so often, possibly spend a night here or there, if it would help any. With our schedules the way they are, the commute would probably be a little too much for us, I'm thinking, but thank you for thinking of us! (Believe me, if it weren't for that, we'd so be there!)
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