It has taken me a full week but I have finally gotten over the shock and have found the humor in our 4 year well child visit. As you reread the last blog post about my sweet boy try to imagine the total opposite!!! The appointment started off wonderfully, but made a rapid decline when I had asked the Dr. to check out what I thought was a hemorrhoid. He has a tiny one but the problem he is having is from a small tear (this is pretty common but it causes some pain when he poops and he sometimes bleeds...grossed out yet!?). Anyway, he DID NOT want her to look at it and caused quite a scene. I actually had to hold him down for her to examine him. Then to add insult to injury he had to get shots. I knew he wasn't looking forward to this part of the appointment but never in a million years did I expect him to get up on all fours on the table and start screaming, "NO, NO I DON'T WANT ANY SHOTS!!! GET AWAY FROM ME! PLEASE LEAVE, I DON'T WANT ANY SHOTS!!!" (I am using all caps to in small small way convey the shear volume of my child). At this point I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, I chose to just slightly giggle! I swear I am not the crappiest mom in the world but seriously what else can you do in this situation? It was either that or start to cry myself. I tried calming him but by this point it was useless. We had to hold him down while he screamed loud enough to cause what I am hoping is not permanent hearing loss in my right ear!=0 Seriously though, he was not a happy camper. After the shots were done the poor nurse stood there trying to apologize to me for slightly scratching his leg with the needle! I was like, 'Seriously, YOU are apologizing to ME? I am the one who should be apologizing to you for my physco child!
As soon as she was done he was totally fine. He got totally calm and quiet and said, "Can I have my Matchbox car now?" The poor baby (read that with a lot of sarcasm) was completely shocked that his heinous mother would not give him the car that she had told him that he would get if he was good at the Dr. office.
As we left the office I called Marshall and informed him that he would be the one to take little Brown for his 5 year well child visit....I am not sure that I can go through that ordeal again at least not sober!=)
PS...He weighed 40 lbs and was 40.5 inches tall. That is the 75% for weight and the 50% for height.
5 comments:
Maelynn had to get shot too and also had to get checked down there for a yeast infection - luckily she did the silent - kill her mother's heart cry instead - so she got a sucker and ice cream after. They did say that she does not have to get shots again until she is 13 - so hopefully the 5 year well check will be much easier!!
I don't have a big problem with the shots aspect. It's the hole staying in the room and not running ramped through the office thing that I have a problem with. Don't get me wrong we do have to fight a little for shots but the worse part of our visits is me chasing Rick down the halls. Not easy when you have a 1 month old. In fact I have to schedule a 3yr appt. for July. This is not going to be fun.
We had the meltdown at the three year appointment and it didn't even include shots. He just didn't want anything to do with the doctor's office. It happens to everyone, so rest easy. We would all like to leave our children behind and run for the hills sometimes :)
This is an age old problem, I remember (being only three years old ) having been 'SHOT' myself,siting quietly in Dr Brownlee's reception room while my brother ran screaming and yelling through all the rooms,mother and nurse in chase. I sat quietly reading chuckeling to myself what a good girl I was. I don't suppose Emma was present for the blowup or you might expect the same from her when her turn comes.
Holy crap Sarah. I just about peed my pants reading that post. LOL. I'll secretly assign that appointment to Dave. :)
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