We went to the specialist today. Waited 45 minutes to be seen. Went into the room, waited another 10. He came in, read the report which I had faxed him on Monday, and said "Oh good, no stone. The cyst, however, is out of my area of expertise. I'm referring you back to your pediatrician. I don't need to follow her case any more. Good luck!" Off he went.

Are you effing KIDDING ME?! What a joke. I specifically called and spoke to his nurse on Monday after the CT scan because I know he's a renal specialist and figured he didn't need to see her again. She called me back after I faxed the report and she told me he had reviewed it and "definitely" wanted to see her this Friday.

It's all about the all-mighty dollar...