ENTs on crack

So we hurried off to the Ear Nose and Throat doctor for the baby's appointment today and once we flew down the roadways like Mario Andretti, we came to a screeching halt at the "the Doctor is 30 minutes behind schedule."

Ugh.

So we waited, and I shoved Cheerio after Cheerio into my daughter's mouth. A lady came in with 2 two-year-old boys who must've been like Laurel and Hardy's evil doppelgangers. They spit and cried and fought and beat each other until I could not take it. I wanted to walk them out to the playground and shove them down the metal slide head first causing a concussion that would quiet them even briefly.

Eventually (after an HOUR mind you) we were able to see the doctor who gave his whole spiel as if he were entering the Guiness Book of World Records or at least was secretly Racer X. I'm glad we heard it all from our pediatric nurse beforehand. Then he told us to go home and think about it, but I think I was still cooling myself off from being left in the dust by his high powered, Asian rant about tubes and ears and swimming pools and kids.

We'll probably go ahead and get her tubes, but the dude was a bit peculiar if not at least highly knowledgable. But did he get his MD from Nascar?