Quick background: My difficult child started Kindergarten this past year. It has been h*ll. We started the process of getting difficult child evaluated back in September. He has been to play therapy, has had two assessments done by a private psychologist and a school psychologist, both PhD's, and both recommend the same thing: that we seek medication for (in my opinion extreme) ADHD. We live in a LARGE metropolitan area and are going through a LARGE children's hospital and physicians network for all this. difficult child's pediatrition will not perscribe medication for ADHD. His main problems are speech and language delays, ADHD, anxiety, stress, depression (I think all these are probably related to the ADHD). We will probably be having him assessed for Pervasive Developmental Disorder (PDD) pretty soon. Anyway, all this is just background and not really why I'm writting... The "big day" is supposed to be tomorrow, where we FINALLY after six months (including play therapy and assessments) get to see a psychiatrist to get a perscription for medication to treat his ADHD. I made this appointment in December... nearly 4 months ago. That's how long it takes to get in. Well, I never received the paperwork in the mail (I called February 20th to confirm this, and they confirmed it and said the paperwork would come in the mail). So I called this morning, and here is what she said: "We show you called on the 20th and canceled and did not wish to reschedule" ME: "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I am so mad. SO FREAKING MAD!!! She said she received an email from the receptionist saying that I had called the front desk and canceled, with no wish to reschedule. She also told me later on in the conversation that "many people" had called and canceled at that point and that she didn't think anything of it. I'm betting what happened is that the receptionist wrote my name down as she was taking notes on who called, and then it got placed with someone who called before or after me that DID wish to schedule. She said that she probably wouldn't be able to get me tomorrow, but maybe in a few weeks at the "first avaliable time" the psychiatrist has. She hasn't called me back yet. She said I might after to go to a different office... I told her I didn't care if I had to go to Timbuktu, I was desperate. I told her I've been counting down the days, that my son was on the verge of expulsion, and I was desperate for help. I was almost crying to her over the phone. She hasn't called me back yet. This is totally their screw up. Just a few weeks ago they called me from school. He was sent up (again) to the principal's office, and when he got there, instead of going in the office he tried running out the door!! RUNNING OUT OF SCHOOL! HE IS SIX!! Had there not been someone where, what could have happened? The principal though, was there, and literally had to carry him back into the office, where he had a complete MELTDOWN. They called me to come get him, and I could hear him crying and screaming hysterically in the background. In my memory I've never heard him that distraught. It all started when someone kicked his pencil box or something. I think he hit the kid, and then was sent to the principal, and then it went down hill from there. I'm really worried about him. I'm not to the point yet where I'm worried that he will seriously hurt himself or someone else, but I've been called TWICE recently to come get him from school. I.AM.DESPERATE. After losing my appointment tomorrow I'm feeling 100% defeated. I'm scared to say that I think it is an emergency because I don't really know what that constitutes. I mean it isn't like he needs a straightjaket or is putting a knife to his wrist or anything, but I feel like he is a ticking time bomb. Unfortunantly to me what seems like a crisis probably isn't to the doctors. The receptionist says take him to the ER if it is an emergency, but it isn't THAT type of an emergency. The problem is that things just keep progressing downhill. What's next? UPDATE: They just called and they have squeezed me in on April 5th. I'm trying to remain calm. Deep breaths.