Archive for July, 2011
This morning I had a doctor’s appointment and I had to bring both girls with me. It was interesting cramming us all plus a stroller into a little tiny exam room. Nora enjoyed slamming on the computer and taking medical supplies out of the drawers and Brinley sat quietly on a chair and played her Leapster. My doctor loves seeing the girls so even though it’s such a pain to bring them, occasionally I do.
My doctor’s office just so happens to be in the same building as the girls’ pediatrician. Even though neither girl had an appointment today, we stopped into the office so I could schedule a visit for Brinley to have the three remaining shots she needs before entering Kindergarten in the fall. The girls made themselves at home at the coloring table while I spoke to the receptionist. I was trying to draw up my calendar mentally but since I didn’t have it on hand I was having a hard time figuring out when we’d be available to come in (something I definitely should have thought of before deciding to try to make the appointment, doh!). Anyway, the receptionist asked me, “Is Brinley with you right now?” I said yes and she said, “Well how about we do the shots today?” Now I’m sure I’d be hard pressed to find any kid that actually likes getting shots and willing goes, but Brinley certainly is not someone who has an easy time going to the doctor. Regardless, I told the receptionist that it was fine. I figured I might as well get it over with while I was right there.
Brinley had no idea it was coming and I feel really bad about it. She knew that we were going to the doctor’s for me to have an appointment and I know she never in a million years thought that she’d be the one getting poked. Anyway, a nurse came and called her name and we headed back to a room. Brinley started to look a little suspicious. She asked me, “Mom, how come I’m seeing the doctor now?” I explained to her that she had to be checked and ready to go to Kindergarten in the fall and that they had to make sure that she had all her shots. She was NOT happy with me, but she sat on my lap and just looked a bit sad. The nurse started talking and said that she needed a Chicken Pox vaccine, an MMR vaccine and her fourth Polio vaccine. Brinley immediately chimed in and said, “Wait, I already have a fourth Polio!” I just smiled figuring she was trying to get out of one of the shots but the nurse looked at her and said, “Oh really, when did you get it?” Brinley explained that I took her to a supply store and bought it for her so she could keep her drawings and art work in it. Then it dawned on me. She was talking about her art portfolio! (Forth Polio = Port Folio)
Anywho, she sat on my lap and took the shots like a champ. She definitely wasn’t thrilled about it at all and she did cry but I am amazed that she was so cooperative. It’s pretty unlike her :-) I felt bad that I sprung it on her but in hindsight it probably was the best decision. If she’s anything like her father, and we know she is, she was better off not knowing about it before hand. I rewarded her afterward with ice cream and a stuffed animal from the mall.