Connor and the Dr. Visit

So Connor is cutting teeth and has been since he was three months old. He has a molar up top that's coming in, except it hasn't broken the skin and the gum over it has turned purple. It's been like that for about a week, but it's just gotten darker so in a fit of paranoia, I call the Pediatrition to speak with the advice nurse.
I explain to her and she tells me that I need to leave immeadiately and bring him in, that they really need to look at it. So, I throw on some clothes, but no makeup and take off out the door with the baby. I get there in record time after teaching the other cars on the interstate that they, "Will respect the Mini-van!" (safely though) and wait for only about 3 minutes in the waiting room. Once in the dr's office however, the wait was slightly longer. 50 minutes longer.
I don't know how familar you are with our child, Connor but he's quite a handful. He wants to put everything in his mouth, squirms to get down constantly ( I mean non stop), crawls off in the middle of a diaper change if I'm not holding him down with my feet, and figured out how to climb before he figured out how to walk.
So 50 minutes of this. He is entertained by books for about 5 minutes before becoming fascinated by the biohazard container mounted to the wall. He of course never gets close to touching it, thanks to mom's new found paranoia, but makes a constant effort to climb me so he can get a better look at it. Moving the chair only brings something equally fascinating and after being held in place for just 15 minutes, he starts screaming unless I'm playing "bouncey, bouncey, bouncey kiss!" with him, which is played exactly how it sounds. I finally succumb to going back out to the car to get the stroller, which I should have done in the first place, but on the way back in, the nurse has found another doctor to see him, since the one we had scheduled with still had time with her current patient.
The Dr. says, the nurse said that you had to go and get the stroller because you were having a hard time containing the baby. I know by the look that he gives me that I look just totally run down. And Connor is perfectly still. He lays Connor down on the table to look in his mouth. I warn him that Connor is a wiggler and that I'll have to hold him still. But Connor is perfectly still. And the purple spot is gum bruising and perfectly normal. I get Connor into his stroller. The Dr. leaves and Connor starts trying to climb out of his stroller.