CALL IT A BAD DAY!
It started out great. Woke up a bit late. Mason was already up and downstairs with Daddy, Uncle Andy and Aunt Kelly. So nice to wake up and have them here. So Kelly and I make the plans as to where we are going to go shopping and what it is that we need. First we take Mason to the Doctor's to get him checked out (nasty cough and congestion). 1 1/2 hour wait, so we wander to the grocery store then back and wait for about 30 minutes when I realize Mason needed to be changed. I asked the Secretary to use the washroom and find that the washroom had no change table. No biggie I thought and asked her if I could use one of the rooms. To my utter shock she said NO! I then mentioned that there is no change table in the washroom, and I needed to change him. She still said no not until your called! I could not believe it. So he is suppose to sit in a soiled diaper at the doctors office? What kind of place is this. So I say take me off the list I am leaving. As I am walking to the van, I realize I could change him in the van and go back in. That I do, get back on the list and wait, blood boiling. I sit patiently waiting to see the doctor and tell him/her about my experience with the secretary. I ask him if this doctors office is not equipped to handle children. "yes we are" he says.
Oh well, I said there is no change table in the washroom and I was unable to go anywhere to change him. "No we are not set up for that" he says as he simply walked away. I am still in SHOCK! My old Doctor's office in Ontario was so fantastic. Letting me stay longer to breastfeed or change Mason all the time. This place was a disgrace! Sorry about the vent!
So as it turns out, Mason has bronchitis.
On a better note, a young man came knocking on my door yesterday wanted to sell some magazines to help support him going to school. So when I opened the door, he asked "Are your parent's home?" I’m not going to lie to you, I was a little thrown. I am the parent I said and we both laughed. So I bought a subscribed to a few magazines, since I am always buying them anyways. I am anxiously awaiting for American Photo, Fitness, and Parents magazine! Can’t wait.
So needless to say we did not get much shopping done, aside from what we got at the grocery store. It is so hard with Mason right now wanting to be so independent, that I think we will wait for the boys to get home before we venture out.
Last night I was on a designing roll! I have just about completed my Travel kit. It is beautiful, if I do say so myself. I am going to make an album (group of quick pages out of it) soon too, so you will be able to quickly make an album for a particular trip. Anyways, I should go see how Kelly is doing, as she is wrapping a bunch of gift! I cannot wait till she sees what we got for her!
It started out great. Woke up a bit late. Mason was already up and downstairs with Daddy, Uncle Andy and Aunt Kelly. So nice to wake up and have them here. So Kelly and I make the plans as to where we are going to go shopping and what it is that we need. First we take Mason to the Doctor's to get him checked out (nasty cough and congestion). 1 1/2 hour wait, so we wander to the grocery store then back and wait for about 30 minutes when I realize Mason needed to be changed. I asked the Secretary to use the washroom and find that the washroom had no change table. No biggie I thought and asked her if I could use one of the rooms. To my utter shock she said NO! I then mentioned that there is no change table in the washroom, and I needed to change him. She still said no not until your called! I could not believe it. So he is suppose to sit in a soiled diaper at the doctors office? What kind of place is this. So I say take me off the list I am leaving. As I am walking to the van, I realize I could change him in the van and go back in. That I do, get back on the list and wait, blood boiling. I sit patiently waiting to see the doctor and tell him/her about my experience with the secretary. I ask him if this doctors office is not equipped to handle children. "yes we are" he says.
Oh well, I said there is no change table in the washroom and I was unable to go anywhere to change him. "No we are not set up for that" he says as he simply walked away. I am still in SHOCK! My old Doctor's office in Ontario was so fantastic. Letting me stay longer to breastfeed or change Mason all the time. This place was a disgrace! Sorry about the vent!
So as it turns out, Mason has bronchitis.
On a better note, a young man came knocking on my door yesterday wanted to sell some magazines to help support him going to school. So when I opened the door, he asked "Are your parent's home?" I’m not going to lie to you, I was a little thrown. I am the parent I said and we both laughed. So I bought a subscribed to a few magazines, since I am always buying them anyways. I am anxiously awaiting for American Photo, Fitness, and Parents magazine! Can’t wait.
So needless to say we did not get much shopping done, aside from what we got at the grocery store. It is so hard with Mason right now wanting to be so independent, that I think we will wait for the boys to get home before we venture out.
Last night I was on a designing roll! I have just about completed my Travel kit. It is beautiful, if I do say so myself. I am going to make an album (group of quick pages out of it) soon too, so you will be able to quickly make an album for a particular trip. Anyways, I should go see how Kelly is doing, as she is wrapping a bunch of gift! I cannot wait till she sees what we got for her!
posted by Terri at 2:31 PM
2 Comments:
I'm so sorry about your doctor's office visit with Mason. It boggles my mind that an office for children doesn't have a changing table anywhere! I hope he'll be feeling better soon.
That just seems crazy! Sending get well vibes his way...but you take it easy, mama! :D
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