A breastfeeding story

This might be a long story, if I'm not careful, but I'll do my best to make it brief (and funny).

I had an appointment this morning to have my scars looked at again, both the one on my collarbone and on my left hand. they're from separate incidents at work (one quite dramatic and one very stupid), but since they're both covered under worker's comp, I figured I might as well have them medically minimized since I wouldn't have to pay for it. I had some laser treatments done on my collarbone scar more than a year ago, and they always took forever cuz they're always running behind and the gals running the front desk are so stupid. Same story today, I had to wait a FULL HOUR before I saw anybody, and it would've been more but I kept talking to the people at the front desk to keep Emily entertained. Finally I said something to them about how I didn't know how much longer I could keep her happy, and if they were going to make me wait until after lunch for a 10:30 appointment I'd come back another day with that scheduling in mind. Somehow, that got me in the door. Well, Emily was getting hungry by then, and I tried to tide her over with her thumb, but she really wanted to eat, and she was relaxed and comfortable enough that she actually would. I figured since I was in the appointment room, and there were boob job diagrams all over the walls, that it wouldn't be a big deal to feed her there. I should've tried feeding her an hour earlier because as soon as I hooked her up, the doctor came in to see me. Here's the best part: He then proceeds to comment how it's "interesting" that it's common in Europe to see women breastfeeding "in public" but not in the US. I said to him, well, I was alone in this room and there are pictures of boobs on all the walls so I didn't figure it was a big deal! I think he was trying to make small talk while Emily finished her meal, but I really just wanted him to just look at my scars so I could leave. I think he'll be able to make the one on my collarbone look not as wide, which will be nice. So as he's leaving, Emily is happily making faces at the nurse, and he says he likes it when people bring their kids, but most people don't. I wanted to say "Maybe it's because they can't entertain them for an hour by looking at advertisements for Botox in the waiting room!!" But that time I held my tongue, accepted the compliments of how cute Emily is, and left. *sigh* what a waste of a morning.