I'm converting

What's that religion that doesn't believe in doctors or medicine? Cause when I figure it out I'm converting. I really think they are onto something which is this - Doctors don't know s___!!! I get so unbelievably aggravated with trying to figure out what the heck to do sometimes. I KNOW it's most likely cold or flu or whatever happens to be going around, but then i start second guessing myself and think "Oh no, what if THIS time it's, you know, maleria or lyme disease, or what if I tell her to stop whinning and her appendix explodes? So I ALWAYS cave and try to be a responsible mom and go to the doctor.

Can you see where this is all going????

So yes, I took Emmy to the doctor. Doogie Howser finally comes in the room 1 HOUR after our scheduled appointment time, scratches his fluffy head of hair (and yes, I did see dandruff) and says to me, "Gee, I'm not really sure what could be wrong" and no, I am NOT exagerating, he REALLY said that.

So, should she still be alive tomorrow morning, I'm to take her back in. For what? I'm still not exactly sure and I don't think the doctor is either.