One new thing is that they have a wine vending machine in the lobby…just in case? Maybe some people feel like they need it after their children are traumatized, ha.
First baby J got his picture… he was already not a fan of being here
He was not pleased about the whole process, even though it is a VERY simple checkup.
They took his weight, height, measurements…
They checked his hearing by squeezing a squeaky toy to one side of his head and watching to see if he looked… Little M proclaimed it to be “so, so loud!”
They looked in his ears, and listened to his heart. This was the only time he cracked a smile.
Then it was time for the blood test. When little M had this done, you held you child, they took their arm, and did the test that goes under the skin on the forearm, and you went back in two days to have it checked. Now they do a blood test. It’s nice, because you don’t have to go back, but it’s sad, because they have decided that parents coming into the room with their children takes too long. Now they take the child in alone, traumatize them, and return them. Ugh, poor baby J was miserable. And mad. I got spit on. Twice. Then he fell asleep in the carrier while we were shopping, and we laid him down when we got back to the hotel. He slept for three and a half hours this afternoon…poor traumatized baby.
Glad that’s over! Only non-traumatic things, now!