The dr. appointment for Lucy was less than successful yesterday. First of all, we waited for an hour...nice SHC, nice. I did my best at the meals prior to the weigh in by giving Lucy cookies, pizza, chocolate milk, pretzels and goldfish for salty water retention. We were ready. So I dressed her down to her birthday suit and we headed to the scale. It read 18 lbs 9 oz. The nurse then said, "Hmmmm. That doesn't look very good. Let's have you put her diaper back on." So now we're throwing this thing?! Then it read 19 lbs. 1 oz. to which she said, "That looks better, sort of." Oh, well if it looks better, then by all means, let's go ahead and hide the truth. What is accuracy in the medical community anyway? I don't know what she was afraid of, it's not like she's the one who feeds the kid and who the dr. is going to lecture. And lecture I got (even with the skewed results). We're now supposed to be "calorie stacking"...quik in all milk, butter on crackers, twinkies, etc. I wanted to introduce her to my nearly 4 year old who wears size 2T clothing and lives on an all carb/sweets diet, but whatever. So no, there is no percentile for a kid who has gained 1 lb. in 6 months. I also learned that dr's frown upon turning your kids around in the car seat before 20 lbs, but in my view, Lucy shouldn't have to suffer just because she is little; she's 18 months for crying out loud,so sue me!
After all of this, it was time for the developmental assessment questions that are scored at the nurses station after the appointment. And come on people...some of those questions? "If a toy is in a small corner and your child is unable to reach it, does your child get another object to help them get the toy?" (Well, no I'm pretty sure my child screams for me to get whatever she can't reach.) or "Does your child offer toys to other children?" (Hmmm. No, I'm pretty sure she keeps most toys to herself and offers only a tantrum when pressed for her toys.) or "Can your child walk down stairs holding your hand?" (Ok, so that one's not that unusual, but Lucy's legs are shorter than the height of most stairs.) So, we may not have passed on some of these things, but by darn, our results were accurate, and that's more than I can say for you, Student Health Center.
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I'm sorry! Being a mom stinks sometimes. It sounds like it was a rough day with the doc. I have to say, that nurse was dumb! She may as well just have had you hand your baby some toys or little hand weights while she was on the scale! Can't they just look at you and Paul and figure it out? If you two had a huge baby, that should be a real cause for concern, right? Come on doc!
Who decides what is normal anyway?? That is lame!
Oh, and next time, you should ask if it was unhealthy that you let her swallow a dollars worth of pennies before you came to make her weigh more.
Ahhh, the dreaded weigh in. As my mom always tells me after I take Sam to the doctor: "Is he happy?" "Yes" "Then he's fine." There you go.
Lucy is a Sampson. She is Perfectly fine.
Nice Student Health Center. Nice. In my estimation, Lucy is a genius with perfectly fine measurements, and anyone who tells you otherwise can just jump off a cliff!
I won't be in town until May 22. And I would love to hang out, thing is, aren't you coming to DC before that?
I love your posts about the Dr. They always make me laugh.
I read this and then had to read it to Taylor and my sister. We all had a good laugh at the SHC. Taylor suggested they just keep small weights next to the scale so they can adjust as needed.
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