How do you say "strangle me a therapist"

We drove the threat way=freeway. I had enough time to stop by the bank on the corner and The traffic was CLEAR I WAS ABLE TO TURN LEFT, that saved me from a major middle of the city go around a block of one ways and supper sky scrapers. A little stressed we arrived to await our turn.
Dash's Therapist began his session like this...
"Well, 'd' how many weeks do you have until school starts?"..."three" "well, 'd' we have three weeks to work really hard to see if you can really improve otherwise we are going to have to do a test where they put a tube up your nose and down your throat so that we can see if we are going to need to do an operation"....
(Now Dash and I are very open about what is going on in his life . He understands that this could be a possibility in his near future. I was just caught so off guard! Twice this month Dash made it out of the house without his hearing aides on for therapy I felt frustrated and embarrassed that I did not catch it. A six year old has a way of not waring something when he does not want too. Not today, I cried on my way out to the car with the stress of the pre-city sibling squabbles that can effect the day badly. They have there own stressers too.)
I, quick as a Mom could , I interject.." now honey you know that even if you do work really hard and it still needs to happen it's not a punishment sweetie. but it would be something we would need to have done to help you."
Dear God! Stress! Stress, stress! Now wide eyed he begins his session when she continues to say that "you have been getting away with a lot"...
GUILT! STRESS! Shame! on me for due to my hearing loss and my letting it slip that I was supposed to see about getting some financial aide to get myself some hearing aides, I LET HIM SLIP BECAUSE I CAN NOT HERE HIS VOICE THAT CLEARLY!
Now with his sensory stuff all a tish he sits twisting a rubber band on his wrist trying to self comfort. I see it and remove the distraction. Sis is just a little distracting I remove us to just outside the door. STRESS! Dash Stress too. "I'm right here honey " I reassure him.
Little Dove Sensory Stuff lights off in the midst of her little brother being in the "HOSPITAL" "Where will I stay Mom?"
I comfort her and watch through the glass window. Thinking I gotta just BREATH. I wanted to just hold Dash . I just had to breath.

I took the kids to the junk machine and was trying to get Dasha snack He wanted a 3.50 chicken no candy please Mom, The machine only took bills no coin . I got my 3.50 back all in coin?
Dove was a waiting her turn patiently and then a... rush for the machine a woman who has 6 in tow buys each something and I overwhelmed stepped back out of the little room assuring my kids that we will have our turn. Dash sharp as a tack, says "hay they should of waited it was our turn", I agree with him then I try to silence his tone and with a soft hand on his mouth accidentally caused his head to gently bump the wall. Sorry Son, "but"... he continues "hold your silence I told Him. Defer, trust me"
I stood there awaiting the chance to gift my well behaved kids. When it was almost over I asked Dove "honey what was it that you were awaiting?" she told me. Dash said "is it our turn now?" "soon son".
The woman turned around and then she did the most surprising thing. She handed me two dollars apologized and said she had a very sick child. I handed the funds back to her she deferred them back to me . I thanked her and then again in Spanish for I heard her speakin to her kids in Spanish. She said" denada" tis nothing.
I drove home watching the largest most amazing monsoon storm encroaching in the direction of our travel. After our 23 miles we pulled into our community and I stopped at our curb community mail box to get the mail just as we pulled up to the house the dust storm pushed us into the garage I shut the garage door. The kids went into the house and I lagged behind.
Tired Stressed Saddened for Dash, tired of the volume of my playful kids who won't quiet down. After that long of a sit still it is all they can do not to pop!
I cried.
Then pulled it up and came in and made tacos.
At supper Dove ran from the table upset that she will be having to have braces soon and that she should not have had the popcorn Daddy gave to her because of her retainer.
I love these little ones so young to have to face such big character lessons. The battle is the Lords and They are His. I am only the custodian of such a important life's charge . They are HIS. I am His. I am sad and very tired.