The Dr. died on Friday

I no longer have a pneumologist, The Dr. has died, my application just as dead on his desk.  Nicole is inconsolable, I am stunned.  He died on Friday night in his sleep.  June called me this morning after two more messages.  My application sat on his desk for three weeks, unfinished.  Trying hard not to think ill of the dead.  June told me she will try to get another pneumologist to take over the file and complete it.  Yeah.  I got lots of confidence in that.  Lets get our hopes up one more time.  Lets waste another nine months with false hope.  Two weeks ignored, two weeks my life sitting there unattended.  Now it's too late.  I don't think I want to play this game anymore.  Not one fucking little bit.