I was at Wal-Mart this weekend. (That place makes me want to poke my eyes out.) Here is what I saw...already.
Thursday, September 27, 2007
I don't get doctors. I am frustrated with doctors. I have been seeing a doctor lately who is consistently late or out of town. The shortest I waited for an appointment with him was 35 minutes, the longest an hour and 20 minutes. And this same doctors nurse just called to cancel an appointment I have waited for two months to get therefore the appointment to go over the test that I was supposed to get at the first appointment has to be rescheduled because we can't go over test results before I have even had the test. I should probably call that nurse who got stuck making the phone calls today back because I really wasn't all that kind to her. I want to put my foot through this computer I am so frustrated and the computer didn't even do anything.
I don't understand the rules doctors live by. I think there's some hidden subculture in doctordom of ridiculousness. I think they sit at their little doctor meetings in their comfy scrubs wrapping their stethoscopes around their necks and testing each others reflexes trying to come up with the most outrageous policies with their messy handwriting. There is also a bookie there taking the over/under on how many people will put up with them. I think it is all part of the oath they take...
"I swear by Apollo Physician and Asclepius and Hygieia and Panaceia and all the gods and goddesses, making them my witnesses, that I will fulfill according to my ability and judgment this oath and this covenant: I will soak my hands in ice cubes then feel their neck for swollen glands. I will not be easily accessible. In good faith, I will make appointments to tell patients what doctor they need to see next instead of by a simple, easy phone call. If I fulfill this oath and do not violate it, may it be granted to me to enjoy life and art, being honored with fame among all men for all time to come; if I transgress it and swear falsely, may the opposite of all this be my lot."
Monday, September 17, 2007
Well the old gal is back again tonight. Of the eight front teeth in Griffins mouth, he has two left. There is a gaping hole in the front of his mouth, four teeth are missing on the bottom and two on the top.
He is thoroughly convinced he won't be able to eat tomorrow.
Sunday, September 16, 2007
The tooth fairy will make her 5th appearance at our house tonight. As the boys and I were brushing newly holed mouths because a kite string tied to a tooth yanked the sucker out, getting ready for bed, and interestingly enough reading about Junie B's tooth falling out, talk of the tooth fairy began. Griffin had some thoughts about her that gave me warm cockles.
So here is what he told me...
"Mom, I think the tooth fairy is one of God's angels. Otherwise, thinking about somebody coming in my room could be scary."
(He should save the money she gives him for therapy later.)
"I think she comes, takes the tooth and leaves a toy and thanks God for the hole in the little kids mouth that lost a tooth because losing teeth means you are growing up and she thanks God for helping them grow up."
Then he mused for a moment about what she does with the teeth.
"I think she gives them to God and he gives them to the babies that are just getting teeth."
Then another thought...
"I think she gives them to God and he keeps them all. I think he keeps them to remind him of all the kids he loves ... Good night mom, I love you. Oh and mom? I will show you what she brings as soon as I get up."
A mommy's payday.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
I got to spend some time with my old friend Mel yesterday. It is so great for my heart to just be with her. There is an ease to our friendship, familiarity and I am so fond of her.
I just love her.
She is adopting a new baby and Sadie will be home with her on Monday.