Dear Diary. Bullshit, bullshit, it seems like the whole planet is swamped in bullshit sometimes. Today for example we have to take 0-year-old to the hospital for heart problems to check his heart is okay. It’s fair enough but when we get there, only one of us can be in the waiting room which means I have to leave and go outside the waiting room. I can't even go into the examination room either. Only one parent can go inside so what's the point of me even being here. The appointment is late, we get there on time but it's 20 minutes past the appointment time now and Girlfriend is still waiting. What is it with doctors and like inability to stick to appointment times? Almost every visit I've had with a health professional is run late and the worst one is the dentist. I used to have to go to get my braces tightened every month and sometimes I'd have to wait for like an hour, half an hour in the waiting room because for some fucking reason. Then Covid came. That was brilliant because then the appointments actually ran on time. I used to get to the dentist and I'd be shown straight into the dentist's room without having to wait. So thank Christ for Covid.

Now Covid's over though, and it's all gone back to how it was before. The appointments are all running late again.

At 5:30 in the afternoon, 4-year-old has an appointment with a speech therapist because he's unable to say the S and R sounds properly. But Girlfriend has this stupid idea where I drive her, 4-year-old and 0-year-old to the appointment and then drive them back again. I've done that before and it's a pain in the ass because I have to wait around for an hour. It'd be much easier if I just go with 4-year-old on the bus to get to the appointments. I've done that before and it's much simpler as well. But Girlfriend doesn't have that kind of critical thinking. She doesn't think things through.

So my idea is that I take 4-year-old on the bus to his appointment. The total cost of that is €2.40 for the bus tickets and it only requires me and 4-year-old.

Girlfriend’s idea is that I drive her, 4-year-old and 0-year-old in the car (which will cost us about €8 to rent this car) and it will take all four of us to do that. Plus, I've got to get the bastard car seats in the car. It's stressful because sometimes I don't know how the car seats go in. Plus, I'd have to carry 4-year-old’s car seats to the car, which is about 10 minutes from our house.

Or then is option three where Girlfriend takes 0-year-old and 4-year-old on the bus and I stay at home. This is my preferred option. Girlfriend doesn't like this idea though because she has trouble getting off the bus with the pram. So because there are so many people and I have trouble getting the car seats in the car. Getting off the bus, it’s not a big deal but she would rather that I drive them over there, waste a couple of hours of my life just because she has trouble getting the pram off the bus. Today it's a complete, complete write off really, not able to do anything. I dedicate weekends to 4-year-old so I don't do anything on the weekends apart from stuff with 4-year-old. Then I spend a third of my time asleep which leaves me with not much time to do anything. But right now, I'm just walking up and down in the hospital. I don't even need to be here, there's no benefit of me being here. I didn't even bring a book because I made the stupid assumption that the appointment would be on time and I wouldn't have to wait. That was stupid of me so I don't have anything to read. Actually, I've got a Game of Thrones number three as an e-book on my phone but the problem with Game of Thrones is that it's kind of all split up. The story keeps jumping between characters and I've completely lost my place now. I don't know where I am in the book anymore because I haven't read it in a while. 11:40 am- Girlfriend and I have been waiting for 40 minutes now for this appointment. I wish Covid was still here, at least the appointments ran on time. It's like the Nazis were bad but at least the trains ran on time when they were in power. Girlfriend says I can go home, there's no point in me waiting anymore and I thoroughly agree with that opinion. So I started walking home, on the way I decided to stop at the hospital cafeteria because I know from experience that the food there is really good. I'm feeling hungry, I hope Girlfriend won't mind if I have lunch here. When I get there the lunch part of the kitchen is closed and they're only serving sandwiches and croissants. That's not worth it so fuck it, I leave.