Two freaking hours! That’s how long Nia, Nate and I were held hostage at our new pediatrician’s office today. I can understand that if the waiting rooms were packed or something but there were only a few of us in there. What’s worse is there were no toys/books to entertain the kids, there were signs everywhere that said “No food or drink” and “Take your soiled diapers home,” the fluorescent light was flickering and the boy had to spend an hour walking back and forth on the examining table in nothing but his diaper only to win 3 shots at the end of the torture!
I was losing it! Nia even said (twice) “This is taking FOREVER!” (Wonder what bad-attitude adult put that phrase in her vocabulary?)
It was so hard picking a new doctor for the kids – we all really like the doctor we had in Savannah. I mean, sometimes we wondered about a diagnosis or two but overall we never had a horrible experience with him. This one makes me want to send him a thank you card or something.
(By the way – the boy is fine – just a well visit – it confirmed he’s healthy, small and angry. And if you were wondering – I did have to take a “soiled” diaper home with me since their trash cans were apparently too good for a little baby poo.)
Are You Zhazha? 
No toys? No poopy diapers? That sounds like a pediatrician who hates kids!!!
And she told me she has three boys! I'm looking for another doctor…we'll see.
I saw Dr. Stone at work last week and told him you miss him terribly. He said the same about you guys.