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Trying to Prevent your kid getting sick FROM your Doctor visit

Funny story of trying to prevent children from getting sick FROM visiting the doctor’s office… if only she knew about Warm & Steamy method, maybe she could at least help her son get over some of the rhinovirus germs faster that he licked up there.

(used with permission from the Mom Blogger —  Parenting®   Illustrated with Crappy Pictures™

I hate well-child doctor visits. Especially once I started noticing that my kids would get sick approximately 48 hours after their well-child visits. Every. Damn. Time.

Oh sure, the waiting room has a designated “reserved for healthy kids” section but it is sort of like the division of smoking and non-smoking sections in an enclosed space.

So we had a well-child appointment for the baby and I was determined that no matter what, they were NOT going to get sick this time.

My plan was to not allow them to touch anything.  It was a good plan.

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Which failed the moment my son touched the door handle. Yes, this was an obstacle I overlooked, but I was still determined to follow the original no touching plan from now on.

After all, the door handle was not my biggest obstacle.  It was the bookshelf.

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The bookshelf has three levels.  The top two shelves are a jumble of books with tattered and sticky pages.  The bottom shelf houses toys.  The bookshelf is usually surrounded by kids who most likely have the plague.

Every mother knows that when your child is sick he gets to play with the toys. When your child is not sick you do everything in your power to avoid physical contact with the toys.

So my son takes a few steps toward the bookshelf while I’m signing us in.
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I came prepared!  I have stickers, markers, new books and even a small puzzle. Surely I have something in my bag of tricks that will interest him more than the bookshelf.

Nope.

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Toys. New toys! He doesn’t see the green slime, the cesspool of germs. He doesn’t see the sleepless nights with the whining and crying and fevers. He only sees the toys.

I have to come up with something.  Fast!  Must follow the plan. Time for the big guns.

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The phone! I hold it out and wiggle it a little to make it even more enticing.

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He takes the bait.

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And so we sit for the next fifteen minutes as kids and moms are shuffled in and out of the door.  My kids touch nothing.  Great success, the plan is working!

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Before we know it, they call us back.

 

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I’m feeling so victorious that I don’t even tell him to shut the phone off so he can walk properly. Instead, I put my hand on his head, guiding him.

So we get into the examination room. My son is still occupied on the phone. The doctor comes in and I’m busy balancing the baby on the scale.

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The boy says he is done and hands me the phone. He is looking in the full length mirror.

I pay no attention to the mirror until he puts his mouth on it, doing that thing that kids do where they blow air and make their cheeks puff out.

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And I notice how filthy it is. At least 20 other kids before him did this same trick.

I have him sit in the chair and I explain for the millionth time about germs and getting sick.

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