Last year when we were here in December I had a little eye issue – remember?
I never met the Doctor so decided this trip I needed to meet him. Jack got some tummy bug earlier in the week but then started complaining of a sore neck and well Emma wasn’t sleeping. So paying the chemists rent for July we decided that maybe we need to just get the doctor to check them both out.
So off we go.
I go in with Emma and Dr S is about 100 years old. He is a tall, thin elderly distinguished looking gentleman. He starts asking me what’s wrong.
We had the following conversation – he was not being mean or dismissive but rather sarcastically humorous. (It was actually very amusing)
Me: This child seems very unhappy. She cries a lot, doesn’t want to sleep EVER.
Dr S: Ok…..
Me: We have tried everything (and I list all the things) but still she just screams.
Dr S: Shame.
Me: (starting to question my sanity in bringing her) None of my kids have done this.
Dr S: How many do you have?
Dr S: So then WHY are you here? Don’t you know whats wrong with her?
Dr S: Ok so what do you think is wrong? What is your gut telling you?
Me: I don’t know. That is WHY I am here.
Dr S: You must have an idea?
Me: I don’t. My mom thought it would be a good idea to come to the Dr, just to rule out a few things.
Dr S: How thoughtful of your mom.
Dr S examines her.
Me: Oh we have also been putting ear drops in because she had wax coming out of her ears.
Dr S: Yes babies do have wax in their ears.
Me: Ja but none of the others ever had it as bad as that so I didn’t realise.
Dr S: Well now you know.
Dr S: There is nothing wrong with her. She is a healthy, beautiful baby.
Me: Ok then – shall I go get Jack?
Dr S: You do that.
I was by now laughing a little hysterically and praying that there was really something wrong with Jack because I suspect if there wasn’t he may have called them to lock me up in the local nut house.
We did discuss a few possibilities though but basically whatever is causing her to have these screaming tantrums is not health related.
Anyway the point of all that was that he was right asking me what my gut said. My instinct was that she wasn’t sick. I was 99% sure that whatever is wrong with her was not health related. But that didn’t necessarily mean I did know what was wrong.
I do look forward to our medical adventures in Montagu when we return next time.