“Why are you crying, Mama?” Livi asked me this morning. Funny thing is, there was spilled milk all over the kitchen floor–all over the floor–but that wasn’t even why I was crying. (Note to self: Don’t leave 4-year-old and 1-year-old unattended at tea party to make a phone call.)
Ava is going under anesthesia for her tongue-clipping in May. She needs a physical exam to clear her for surgery. I called her doctor this morning, and he said he wouldn’t do it, because he’s not a pediatrician. Okay. I call three pediatricians in town–none of them will take her for a one-time visit. They’ll need her records, and she’ll have to become a permanent patient. Call our doctor’s office back and let them know we’ll be leaving (no huge loss–I’m not thrilled with this doctor anyway.) Call one of the pediatricians back. A different girl answers and tells me I can just get a one-time clinical exam done at Children’s Hospital. Perfect. I call Children’s. They have no idea what to tell me. Forward my call to a menu–nothing applies, so I just press “1.” Nurse tells me they can’t do a one-time visit. Hmmm… Gives me a number to call. Number is out of service. I am in tears at this point.
Finally think to call the anesthesia folks and ask them where I can get this exam done. Leave a message with receptionist. Guy calls me back this afternoon. Says that as long as she’s my birth child, has no congenital heart problems or chronic illnesses, I can just bring in a copy of her latest physical exam. I can’t even remember when that was or where we lived at the time. Call our doctor back, leave a message, can I schedule her for a regular well-child visit? Nurse calls, says doctor doesn’t even have a well-child form, blah, blah. She’s consulting with the doctor again and calling me back. This is swell.
Nina has had a fever off and on the past couple days. She was up from 3-5 this morning and woke up from her nap an hour or so ago with a fever somewhere above 103.6. I couldn’t get her to leave the thermometer under her armpit for another second. It’s back down now, poor little thing. I’m pretty sure she’s just cutting teeth.
Hmmm…anything positive I can write about? Oh, I got a book manuscript via Fed Ex yesterday. I’m supposed to write a book review for another Harvest House author. It’s the first time I’ve done this. The book is really interesting–about becoming the woman God wants you to be. It’s written for 20-something women, and since I’m 40… No, really, it’s about friendships and community and body image and life goals and all that good stuff.
One of the things that has stood out to me so far was what she said about on-line friendships. How they’re easy to maintain and don’t require as much effort and how easy it is to not be completely honest. I’ve been trying to make time for real, face-to-face friendships lately–including those with people I once only knew on xanga. I can get awfully selfish with my time. I’m praying that God will help me continue to work on that area of my life.
Anyone want to come over this week? Come one, come all! Seriously. Just call first, so I can pretend my house is always clean.
p.s. Ava’s doctor has caved. She goes in for a well-child visit May 1st. Thank you, Lord!