The well-baby visit
Written on Saturday, June 28, 2008 by Jessica
Here's that eighteen-month well-baby visit I mentioned in another post:
We arrived and three siblings were playing with the toys in the corner. Seth was thrilled. Kids! He rushed right over, and the two older ones (about three and five) were taken with him and started leading him around. The three year old started hacking up a lung, and that's when I realized one important fact about well-baby visits: Not all the kids are there for them.
What's worse, the mother was chatting on the cell phone, and I overheard her say, "Yeah, we're at the doctor's office. The nine month old has a terrible rash all over her body." What? The kid who is hacking up a lung is not even the reason you're here? The child crawling on the floor next to my son has a weird rash?
I vowed never again to go inside early so that Seth could play with the toys.
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Did he get sick after?
No, possibly because Seth's crazy mommy made the nurse wash his hands the moment we set foot into the examination room.
Besides, he has all those cool blocks to play w/ now that his aunty got him.
Yuck! One thing I love about my pedi office is there are 2 entrances with two waiting rooms. One for sick and one for well.
No way. Two waiting rooms? That's so cool.
And yes, he loves his cool blocks from Aunty Teriana. Loves to knock them over.
Sounds just like the visit I accompanied you on last year. Some snotty kid was trying to touch my purse. I yanked it away from her and moved ACROSS the room. Could've been the same family.
Yes, you were with me on that visit. It took me awhile to finally write it up. :)