Venting my frustration

Everyone is at work and I am home alone and I need to complain so here it goes. I have been having tummy aches. I didn't want to go to the doctor so I chose to ignore them even though I know what the cause is and I know it won't likely go away on it's own. I believe I, once again, have an ovarian cyst. So after talking to some girlfriends about stuff like this I realized "oh yeah I kinda want to keep my ovary healthy so I can still be a girl and not have to shave my FACE!" So I have gone to the doctor and he agreed after examining me that the likely cause of my pain is in fact an ovarian cyst. He tells me he will schedule me for an ultra sound asap. OK a week later I call and tell them this is crazy where is my appointment (this was yesterday) Oh well it's tomorrow morning at 7 am. Hmm did they think it would be fun to keep that a secret or what. So this morning Tyson (little one I tend) and I go to the big new hospital to have my ultra sound. The nurse put in for the wrong ultra sound. Because he is only a tech he cannot change anything with out doctor permission. GRRRRR. Tyson got a health breakfast of vending machine cookies, luckily I did bring him milk, while we waited for the nice tech to call the doctor and try to get it changed. An hour and a half later they just send me home with the advice to call doctor and give him a hard time. Now I wait, again, in pain.