Alright I was planning a giveaway and then I spent all morning arranging and rearranging appointments. Talking to doctors and their BEAUTIFUL (read grumpy) secretaries and social workers and nurses. People who care for my daughter who lives with me and my mother who currently lives in the hospital in London and I am so steaming angry that I think I will rant instead (giveaway later). So essentially in our house since my mother got sick the summer has been medical triage. My doctors and my daughter’s doctors appointments have all been put on hold because my mother has been in crisis all summer. Alzheimers and dementia suck by the way. Part of that was hospital outside of town so travel involved. Anyways tend to crisis and neglect everything else, means that son of a gun when I went to check my medicine and my daughter’s medicine today well she is all out of medicine roughly Wednesday. All Out. No repeats. So call to pharmacy equals no repeats and a call to specialist equals angry vile secretary who barks that they will see her in December. Close to Christmas. Super FAB! So now I can scramble even more and try to see if regular doctor will issue these medicines which allow my child to remain healthy enough to attend school with the other grade twos. Pretty certain he will say um no I can`t prescribe those medicines. This pretty much because I got busy, and cranky secretary who really ought to retire is trying to show me who is the boss. I used to be good at the Gatekeeper game. I did. I could stroke them and talk the talk that got us in the door as needed. But you know what life happens and people get busy. Normal life is busy. Now add a child with special needs. Now add a parent in health care crisis. I so needed a gatekeeper incident today on top of the 14 phone calls I had to make because my mother 1. got lost the other day in one of Ontario`s hospitals. 2. Stopped taking her medicine. 3. Had a pile of experts trying to figure out how to proceed with her baffling situation this morning. So thank you excellent Gatekeeper for adding to the fun. No Christmas Card this year from me. In the mean time if my child goes two months without her medicine because a secretary is being a crank, we can wait and see whose head explodes first. Mine. My daughter`s. My mother`s.