A couple weeks back I took Addy in to the doctor because she was severely constipated (a couple days of trying which left her in tears each time). The doctor order an ultrasound to check for a blockage and said she would call if anything showed up, but if I didn't hear anything to go ahead and start her on the meds to treat her. No call. Ok.
Fast forward to today. Addy had to go in for a yearly physical to continue participating in sports on post. Her regular doctor (we didn't see him last time) came in and commented that her ultrasound showed ALOT of backed up poop (it is what it is, no need to sugar coat it).
I'm annoyed that the doctor who ordered it never called and informed us of the results and I assumed nothing showed up. It is just one more thing on my never-ending list of bad shit happening to us.