Frustrated

I feel like I am going to blow a fuse. I am concerned about my son. He has congenital heart disease. Until last night, he has never has a concern. One would think after 23 years being a patient at Johns Hopkins they would easily fit him in today. Jesus, I feel like I am about to lose my patience with them. Often in his life I have felt like standing in the middle of an intersection and screaming, "Someone please help me". Today is one of those days.