to the shrink, to the shrink

Just as I was thinking about calling Children's Hospital to check on the status of Peanut's application (he had been on the waiting list), I got a message from a woman there today. So, May 24th at 8am we will be checking into his first initial appointment. Yay!

What sucks is that it wouldn't matter if I told Peanut's dad or not. I couldn't get him to come to Peanut's child study team meeting. Just the other night he told me, "I don't care how bad a day he had Nut. He said he had a bad day and that's all I need to know."

And this coming from the guy who gets upset with me because I don't volunteer information about Peanut and the goings on here in our "other life." *sigh*