I would kill my husband.
Strangle him. Really. I’m so pissed right now.
The clinic called back within minutes. To our home phone. And my husband had the ringer turned off.
So an hour later, I discover a message on our answering machine (yes, we still have one of those). Of course, by then, the office was closed.
I had my cell on me the whole time. Why couldn’t they have just called my cell?
So we have to wait until tomorrow morning to call back. Hopefully he can still go in between 8 and 9, and then we’ll both go in the afternoon.
I am pissed.