I’m so fucked (Service Dog, Pdoc, and Apartment)

So….my pdoc was supposed to write me a letter to get me accommodations for my apartment AND my schooling (because my apartment is NO DOGS and only allows me to move in with my Sadie with a letter (“prescription”) from my pdoc.  They only wrote me one for my school.  I am arriving with my uhaul full of crap and my dad to help me unpack on Saturday (and he leaves on Sunday via airplane) and they have not returned my phone calls or anything and I am FREAKING THE FUCK OUT.  I CANNOT MOVE IN UNTIL THEY GET THIS LETTER.  I don’t know what to do.  I need a letter from a pdoc NOW.

Fuck me.