I may never survive another doctor's appointment with both kids again. First off, I hate the location of my pediatrician. He is located on the second floor and there is no elevator because it is a historical building. Therefore, carrying a newborn and holding onto a two year old for dear life up 16 cement stairs (yes 16, Lil' E and I count them as we go up and down) is a nightmare.
Next, we get into the office to sign in where everyone is sick. We head over to the "Well" waiting room and I give Lil' E a snack while she waits. The snack avoids her from walking around and touching everything in the office, including the contaminated toys. Once we are called in she immediately starts screaming in horror. She used to be a doll and loved the doctor. Recently, she has smartened up and knows EXACTLY where she is and why. At this point the baby (who I am wearing) starts screaming because her sister is screaming. Lil' E continues screaming, "hold you, hold you!" Which really means hold me, but since I say, "Let Mommy hold you" translation is lost. The nurse takes the baby to weigh her (she's off the growth chart), take her height, and measure her head. Next is E's turn. Yea, right! No one is coming near her. I tried taking her shoes off and she lost it even more (not sure that it was actually possible.) She is now screaming, sweating, holding onto me as tight as she possibly can. This goes on for awhile, along with some negotiating. We finally coerce her onto the scale with a juice box. The other demand was that I had to weigh her and the nurse stood far away. Next was her height, which Mommy also had to do. Finally, the doctor enters the room. I am sweating. They are both screaming and now he needs to give them shots. Yikes!
I held E tight, as he stuck her in her little thigh. The second he was finished and I said, "All done, we can go home now" water works turned off instantly. We went to make our next appointment and tried to avoid breathing, as everyone was coughing all over the place. I sanitized all our hands as soon as we got into the car and everyone stripped down the minute we walked in the door. Straight into the tub to scrub down. I don't know that I will ever survive another visit like that again and if we don't catch the flu, it'll be a miracle.
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Did you get sick??!! THere is a HILARIOUS 'Crappy Pictures' post about how the kid basically licks everything in the office and doesn't get sick. But oh man- do I FEEL you on the pedi with kids. I used to have to take someone with me, and the few occasions I went alone it was a nightmare. AWFUL. The crying, the freaking out. The fact that everyone wants you to console them but you only have two hands... oh yes. Hang in there mama. They won't remember those trips- but good for you to write them down. My mother has clearly forgotten what it was like to have kids.
ReplyDeleteYes, the consoling both at one time completely frazzled me. You are my hero bringing three to the ped by yourself. I am not sure if I'll ever do it with two again. The first few times I did it, it was for the baby only, so my two year old just hung out. As long as no one went near her she didn't care. This time was for both, it was a nightmare! My friend told me from now on divide and conquer is the only way.
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