my day at the RE (long)…..

sorry this is going to be such a long post, but i have to share.  it’s too good not to. =)

i get to dr. d’s office bright and early this morning for cd3 stuff, and i’m the second one there – one other person ahead of me.  great, i should be in and out of here quick – or so i thought.

i’m sitting in the waiting room, reading conceive magazine, and enjoying the peace and quiet.  a mom and dad come in with a little girl, about 4, and a baby boy that looks about 3-4 months old.  the first thing that irks me is that the little girl is wearing a four-point harness attached to a leash.  the second thing that bugs me is that the minute they walk into the door, the baby starts squalling like a banshee.

mom goes to sign in, and the child immediately reaches up and starts banging on the glass window at the checkout counter.  mom drops the leash, but doesn’t do anything.  child proceeds to run across the waiting room, flip the lights off and on, tips over a floor plant, and jumps on the couch and starts bouncing.

baby is still squalling its head off, so dad starts to make a bottle.  apparently he’s taking too long, because banshee baby is starting to turn purple from crying so hard.  mom tells toddler terror, “no no, julian, naughty-naughty” in an australian accent.  child ignores her.

still trying to read my magazine, i’m ignoring the whole scene.  until naughty-naughty julian grabs my purse and starts to run.  i get up out of my chair and snatch it back…. no apology from mom.  mom takes harness off of child and sits down to fill out her paperwork.  banshee baby is still screaming because dad still hasn’t figured out how to mix the damn bottle.

i get up and walk out the door, telling the other woman in the waiting room that if they call my name, let them know i’ll just be a minute.  i go up and down the hall a few times to kill some time, walk back in, and the woman that was there when i first got there rolls her eyes at me, and smirks.  i sit down in the chair next to her and whisper, “god help us all”.  she laughs under her breath.

banshee baby finally gets his bottle and starts to calm down. nurse j finally calls my name, and i mutter a “thank you jesus” and scurry back into the u/s room.  nurse j apologizes profusely and says, “i tried to rescue you as soon as i could.”  =)  i strip from the waist down and climb up into the stirrups, when u/s tech comes in and says, “i see you’ve met julian already” and gives me a side-eye. 

i tell her there’s got to be a family like that in every office, because we sure have our share.  the tech says that all 4 of them always come in together, and last time, the the little boy  pulled the plug on the u/s machine after fiddling with all the buttons while she was out of the room.  i say, “wait a sec…. the kid with the long blond hair on a leash is a boy?”  this kid had hair down to his waist and bangs, i kid you not.

i finish up with the u/s, and nurse j goes over when to start my injects and when to come back.  she tells me that this family has done ivf for both kids, and is starting a third cycle because they want to have five kids total.  i ask for an rx for xanax for my next visit, and she assures me they won’t be in at the same time i will.  thank you jesus.  i walk out, and the woman i was sitting beside now has her face in a magazine, trying not to laugh out loud at terror toddler, who is lying on his back on the floor, propelling himself around on the carpet with his feet.

first of all, i can’t imagine letting my child get away with acting that way in public… especially in a doctor’s office.  and why was the kid on a leash anyways?  hello, it’s called handholding.  and if a child is doing something wrong,  you either remove the object that’s causing the behavior, or take the child out of the situation.  it’s called discipline 101.

also, if you are a woman who has gone through infertility, wouldn’t you have a tiny bit of respect for others to not bring your baby into the office, knowing that there would be other infertile women there? they ought to have a sign up requesting that you do not bring small children in to your appointments, just out of courtesy to everyone else. 

enough ranting for today.  i just don’t understand some people.

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5 Comments

  1. t.bird said,

    February 13, 2009 at 5:19 pm

    omg. how annoying. i would have said something- seriously.
    xo

  2. Andrea said,

    February 13, 2009 at 9:22 pm

    I totally agree about babies/kids not going to the RE’s office. I was at mine a few months ago for our first IUI and a couple came in with a baby and it just about killed me to see that baby. We just got home from the RE, now talking about IVF. Ugh!!

  3. February 13, 2009 at 11:31 pm

    OMG . . . I am laughing my butt off here!!! That is so rude of her to allow her child to behave like that in public. Shame on the parents!! I’m wishing you the best, my love!

  4. Karrey said,

    February 15, 2009 at 1:41 am

    One would think that if her kid required being on a leash that she should be at the pet store and not the RE. Just a thought.

  5. Kristi said,

    February 17, 2009 at 4:26 pm

    Holy cow, what a nightmare!! They actually have a blurb posted on the morning monitoring directions at my office, to please be considerate of other people’s situations and leave your small children at home!


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