I nearly reverted back to Grumpy yesterday. Nearly. I took my 21 year old son to get his tonsils out yesterday. Yes, I know. We are terrible parents. We should have done it years ago. He has been sick with colds, strep, etc. off and on for years and it should have been taken care of when he was much younger. But it wasn't. So there. Anyway . . .
My plan was to see him checked in, talk to the Doc (ha! get it? "Doc") and then go back to work until they called me to pick him up. The nurse called him back to change into his beautiful flowing gown and then called me back to sit with him until Doc came and talked to us. Okay, no problem. A few minutes and then I'd be back at my job where they absolutely can't get along without me.
So, I'm sitting in the chair next to my son, who is lying down with an IV and other stuff hooked up to him, on him and around him. He watched ESPN and didn't feel much like talking, so I played Yahtzee on my phone. I thought I might have time for at least one game. Half hour, 45 minutes, one hour, one hour fifteen minutes, 30 games later . . . I'm starting to wonder if I should start getting grumpy. I don't really like to be grumpy without cause . . . (except for the other day) . . . so I wanted to make sure that I had a reason. I started thinking, "Well! My time is just as valuable as Doc's! How dare him keep ME waiting all this time!! I'm going to deduct my time away from work from his bill!" Well, of course, I knew that things happen and sometimes Docs have to deal with other things. (like lunch or golf). So, I decided to give him the benefit of my doubt and not get grumpy. Not yet, anyway. One hour thirty minutes. One hour forty-five minutes. By now I thought I had cause to be grumpy. Two hours. Yes, I was grumpy. Finally Doc came into the room. I had never met him. As soon as I saw him my grumpy melted away. He actually looked like dwarf Doc, but not so short. AND . . . he had the disposition of Happy. He was extremely sweet and there was no way I could be grumpy at him.
That was a close one!!
(P.S. All went well and my son's devil tonsils were successfully exorcised from his angel throat.)
Random thoughts of a girl who used to try to fit in the box. Then I realized that boxes are stupid. Except this box, the one above. It's really pretty.
Glad it all went well! Maybe it was a lesson in patience for you to have to wait that long? I would have been a bit grumpy too. Waiting for doctors is never a good thing in my book! Its Wednesday; enjoy!
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Aren't people like that wonderful?
ReplyDeleteWell, at least it's over now ... (:
ReplyDeletetoday a virtual hug for your son and... for his so patient mother
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ah, Judy , and to your reply on my post I wanted to add : they have cute boys in your country also, because that is where I found my husband .. long time ago, but still... your daughter is very welcome !
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Glad everything went well! :)
ReplyDeleteSo now you and son both are Happy? Good stuff.
ReplyDeleteI love the other things you imagined your doctor doing! Glad his disposition helped ease your potential grumpiness... that really helps with service, doesn't it?!
ReplyDeleteHope you're all better soon.
ReplyDeleteTonsils... Ice cream :)
You handled it much better than I did the last time I had to wait an hour at the doctor's office. Good for you for keeping your cool!
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ReplyDeleteLy this saves several days of grumpy strep throat in the future!
Eek! I thought I was hitting edit...not publish!
DeleteI'm sorry but I find it really rude when the medical profession keeps you waiting. You are expected to be on time, and some even charge a late cancellation or no-show fee. I had to take my boyfriend to the ER in March, where he was told there was 'only one person ahead of you' for about 6 hours before he was finally seen after the shift change.
ReplyDeleteAww you can't get upset with someone who looks like Doc and acts like Happy ... it's just not physically possible.
ReplyDeleteIt's funny how our mood is entirely a choice like that
ReplyDeleteUgh - the gods of medicine burn me up sometimes - it helps that Doc was sweet but really? they think the world revolves around them and they don't have to be aware of other people's time constraints. Once when Sonny Boy was about 18 months old, we took him to a dermatologist for a stubborn case of atoopic dermatitis. We were the first appt in the morning yet we waited well over an hour and a half to see him. REALLY????? With a squirmy 18 month old. When the guy finally did see us, I think he tried to get on our good side by connecting fierce cases of atopic dermatitis with strong academic success. How stupid did he think we were?
ReplyDeleteDid he apologize?
ReplyDeleteDid he apologize (if this ends up a double post, I'll apologize)
ReplyDeleteI'm apologizing tho Google/Blogger should really be saying sorry ..
ReplyDeleteDaryl, I love seeing your name so many times here :) And, no, he did not apologize, and neither did google/blogger.
DeleteWhen I have moments like that, I just blame it on Menopause. It will either bring a response of 'nuff said or leave them whispering around you :)
ReplyDeleteoh i am glad your son is okay---and that's the kind of stuff i have to hold back on too--congrats on not staying grumpy:)
ReplyDeleteHa ha! I'll bet he does that all the time, just to see people's expressions change when he walks into the room - I would. ;-)
ReplyDeleteI feel your son's pain. Or, at least, the pain he was in that lead to the decision to remove his tonsils! LOL!
ReplyDeleteAnd don't feel bad that you didn't get them taken out sooner. That certainly doesn't make you a terrible parent.
Had you taken his tonsils out yourself? Well, then yeah . . . Terrible Parent of the Year award . . . sure . . . absolutely!
Just teasing you, Judy!
Sounds like a happy ending to me :-) Hope your son recovered soon.
ReplyDeleteWaiting on doctors is the most annoying thing! I think they overbook ALL the time. Glad your son is OK. Thanks for the review of Snow White. I was going back and forth on that one, but it seems like a good bet now. :-)
ReplyDeleteIt is amazing what a good mood can let you get away with... Glad you grumpy was diverted by happy. And glad your son got through surgery alright. My daughter had her tonsils out when she was home for Christmas break when she was 19. Bad mommmy...
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