So my midwife this morning sent me to take Tucker to the Pediatrician Exam Room. I get there, wait my turn in line for 15 minutes, then when I walk in this is the conversation that ensues:
Hello again.
Again? I already check her?
Yes, you checked HIM 2 days ago.
So why you here?
The midwife told me to come
Why?
I don’t know – she told me to get him checked out
Why do you want her checked out? Something wrong?
I didn’t ask to get HIM checked out – the midwife told me to. He is good except needs to gain some weight
So why you here?
Cause the midwife told me to come
Why?
I don’t know you will need to ask her.
So you want to get discharged?
Well yes at some point – but I was told he needed to gain more weight – he is at 11% of birth weight right now
So you want to go home
No – I want to do what you all think is best. He gained .02 kilos but is still only at 11% - you tell me
Well why don’t you stay another night and we weigh her tomorrow?
OK – that had been the plan – to weigh HIM tomorrow and go from there.
OK
AUGH!
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