My best friend

I really do like my pediatrician, but I don't want her to be my best friend. I'd like to spend time with women doing things other than poking and prodding my son. Billy's right ear has been dripping wax, a sure sign that a child with tubes has an infection. So tomorrow, right before we drive to Vermont, I get to take B to Dr. Maggie and have his ears looked at again. Which is fine, because this cough and snottiness he's had for weeks and for which he's been on meds for weeks (literally 3) has not improved.