Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Off to the city we go....A tale of woe and suffering

Today took a trip into the "big city" of Gainesville FL for Sara's Pre-Op appointment...Since it is at Shand's and we are driving from our little town 35+miles away, (that is 35miles until we reach the city limits of Gainesville, the hospital is on the other side of the city still) this required us leaving the house before I have had my full morning quota of coffee...

We circle the parking garage 3 times, each time cussing the guy that parked his scooter in a full car bay instead of 10feet away in the designated scooter bays....As we near the elevator the 3rd time Sara is informing us she really needs to poop !!!...So I tell hubby to stop the car and he can just meet us inside the hospital...flash him the map to show him where we will be and bail out with my child in tow....

So we make it inside the hospital and with the help of a lovely staff member pointing us in the correct direction (the silly map was no clear AT ALL) we manage to check-in on time AND avoid a Code Brown...So we return to the waiting room, I collect the paper work I am required to fill out (don't you love how each place has the same paper work for you to fill out even though your MED file has supposedly been sent to them??...

I rush to get it filled out since we check-in with no minutes to spare before our appointment and there is only 2 other ppl in the waiting room when I arrived and one has already been called back...wow surely we will be in and out in no time...

By this time hubby has arrived though via the same un-required detour myself and the child had taken (btw this is code for getting lost due to bad map)...and we sit, and we try to keep a 3yr old in check and out of trouble...and we sit, and we sit...AN HOUR after our appointment time we are called back...We talk to the nurse, as she goes over the form...She checks Sara's weight since I am a bad mother and did not know that information about my growing 3yr old off of my head...Listens to her chest...tells us we will meet the Anesthesiologist the day of the surgery and we are good to go...

WHAT?? I missed coffee, drove over an hour, sat in a waiting room for an hour and we just have a "chat" with the nurse....OH and best part we got to pay $4 to park the car so we could do this...

At some point, I think in the waiting room my head has begun to pound from a slowly creeping head-ache and perhaps the noise level of the TV that was playing.

So to save the day we make the super wise decision to eat at the food court at the mall and then allow Sara to go play in the kiddy playground...BEFORE we enter the mall, my child whom is telling us for the 20kazillionth time she does not want lunch she wants the "park" (play area) is informed she WILL sit and wait nicely while I eat or no park today...She made us proud and did sit thru lunch patiently as a 3yr old can....But by now the noise level of the food court is forcing my brain to want to explode out of my left eye socket....and we have not even made it to the play area yet.

Good news is Sara had lots of fun and made a little friend in the play area...

No the friend was not the Gator...but another little girl about her age...so cute to watch them running around holding hands playing and chatting together, just like they had known each other all their lives lol.

Then Sara got a little tired...and grouchy...and my head was still pounding...not a single shop in the mall sells anything for head pain...time to restock my purse I guess..
Our final stop in the mall was to take Sara for her first ever visit to the Build-A-Bear workshop, and get her a little friend to take to hospital with her next week...Look how proud she is...

She choose a "Smallfry" little gray cat and the cutest blue and white, Tshirt and shorts outfit and then named her "Sissy" after her big sister who lives in Orlando and she misses very much.

We finally escaped the mall at 3pm with one last stop to make at Home Depot for some roses that were "rumored" to be just $2 each on sale...but alas they were not there...not sure if they ever were there ...By now I am seeing double and I do think part of my brains oozed out of my ears from Sara's over tired whining that had started to grate on my nerves like nails on a chalk board...

I slept most of the way home...Thank goodness hubby was driving....and am just so glad we took the time so spend today in the city...It reminds me why I love Our Country Home so much...

Ok,I think I am done whining for the day.

Blessings Kelsie


4 comments:

Mike said...

Sometimes a good whine is necessary.

Darla said...

What a day! Sara is too cute and I love "Smallfry" I wanted to comment on your other post about your older daughter..I couldn't because we have a 24 year old son that keeps us on our knees too, sigh. Just know you aren't alone with young adult children.

mississippi artist said...

Doesn't it make you furious at the way you are treated at the doctors office? I know they spent a lot for their education, but really an hours wait when you had an appointement! My friend was terribly sick yesterday and had to wait seven hours in the waiting room-no way would I have done that! And you can bet you were charged just as much to see that nurse as if you had seen a specialist!

Karen said...

Oh, I'm so sorry to hear about the doctor fiasco...but I'm not surprised, just sorry to hear that other people have the same problems with docs as I do. Hurry up and wait.

How fun that Sara created a little furry friend to take along to the hospital. I bet coming home was a delight. I love the country and just thinking about driving to a big city gives me an instant stress headache!