My weekend started off to a great start on Thursday - b/c, lets admit it, the weekend in our minds really starts on Thursday. For the male gender readers, I'm warning you that I will be talking about womanly things - ie, the gyno, and motherly issues. You've been warned -
I had a lady Dr apt on Thurs mid day. And if I had really planed better - which seems to be a down fall of my personality - I would have gotten a sitter for little girl, but I didn't. So off the two of us went - to my dr apt. We walked in the office, and I couldn't believe how BIG it was!
*Those of you reading not living in NYC,
dr offices are the size of closets
and not even big enough to turn around in!*
Little girls chariot fit easily in the witting room, and I was even able to turn it around! Lots of chairs to sit on, and even a normal size front desk! It looked so much like a normal office. 'I think', I thought to myself, 'I have found my new lady dr!' I checked in, filled out the mile long paper work, and waited to be called. Everyone in the office was so accommodating w/ me having Kaia, and the stroller. On top of being very nice, and polite - another amazing thing to find here - they had good customer service. 'Rebecca', they call my name, and back we go. Waiting for the Dr to come in, and Kaia starts to get a little restless. I get a little restless. Dr comes in, Kaia isn't so sure about all this. I'm not so sure about all this now. Dr and I chat for a few, she gets history and back ground. Kaia gets fidgety. I get nervous. Dr comes over to do the exam - Kaia turns on the water works! I turn red - there was nothing I could do! Nothing would calm her down. We took her out so I could hold her, and she is still wailing away. I mean real tears and everything! Not only is this type of Dr apt uncomfortable to begin w/, now I have a screaming baby sitting on my stomach and I'm even more embarrassed and uncomfortable. It was the fastest exam I've ever had though. So I guess something good did come out of it! It was finally over, and we were able to leave. We walk out of the room, and I just wanted to run out of there, dropping a blank check on the way out. However, the ladies were all so very nice, and even though they all asked 'was that you making all that noise' talking to Kaia, I didn't feel that bad. It seemed as though they all knew just how I was feeling, and were trying to put me @ ease. It worked. We left, came home, and little miss thing went straight to bed for a nap.
On to yesterday - which also happened to be my birthday - I drove into the city in order for Mark to put some things in the car that we needed for Queens on Sunday. I don't mind really; yes its stressful, and it takes 2+ hr to go 12 miles; but I'll do it. Last time I went I came home, and the back passengers tire went flat. Yesterday some guy comes in my lane and take the passengers side mirror off the side of the car! I'll stop here and just say that both little girl and I were/are fine. No other damage was done to the car thankfully. However this idiot drives off! Ahhh! Not what I wanted to deal w/ on any day, or this day. I had just crossed the bridge into Queens, so I wasn't too far from home, about 1/2 way there. I was so pissed. I did however manage to get not only the plate #, but it was some kid of company van, so I got the # off the side as well. Along w/ a trip to the police station later that afternoon, and a call to the ins co I'm over it. I had a few things I needed to get done that day, and b/c this happened I had to change some things around, and got to them later that I had wanted. The good news - we are both ok, and no other damage was done to the car. The bad news - I just didn't want to deal w/ this, on this day, or any other day. . . . . but really when is a good time to have an accident? I guess there is no good time!
Moving on to better things - I had two dear friends join me for lunch this afternoon to celebrate my day - only I didn't tell them thats why I was having them over : ) Maybe its b/c I'm getting to that age where its not really about the birthday part, or gifts, its about who you spend it w/, and enjoy good friends, and good food. Both of which were done! I'm so glad I have people in my life that I can celebrate w/ and relax w/ and just be myself around. Real friends. . . they are a blessing!
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