Today I finally had a chance to call the health clinic on post to try to make an appointment for Peanut Butter Cup's 4-month well-baby appointment...I know, I know I'm late in getting to it considering the fact that he passed the four month mark over a week ago. I haven't had much of an opportunity to call recently...that and I'm not looking forward to explaining to his pediatrician why I have chosen to follow a delayed vaccination schedule (I've heard some negative stuff about this particular doctor :-( ).
Anyhow, so when I called to make the appointment this afternoon the guy making the appointments was rather unpleasant to deal with. It wasn't that he insulted me right to my face or anything he just wasn't very helpful. He asked for my last name, I gave it to him (and spelled it to boot!), then he asked for a 'last four'...this is where I got confused -- mine? My husband's (since he is the sponsor)? Or maybe my son's? I asked him for clarification and after about 10 seconds of silence he didn't even bother to respond and just moved on to another question. So much for him taking down the proper information. When he wasn't very clear on what information he wanted with another question (he asked for a first name without telling me who's name he wanted -- I know it probably should have been common sense that it was whomever the appointment was being made for, but after the last question I really wanted to make sure who's name he was asking for) I again asked for clarification. More silence.... Eventually he did actually respond to that question, but it seemed like it was begrudgingly. In the end he ended up making an appointment for April 8th, but after I got off the phone I started to wonder if he was confused as to when exactly my little Peanut Butter Cup was turning 4 months old (I told him it was on the 11th when he asked). It could just be that his assigned pediatrician doesn't have any openings until then, but my husband isn't happy with the idea of his appointment being delayed that long. Since he gets off work early tomorrow, he gets to call and deal with any cranky people that may be on the other end. :-) Hey, he offered. :-P
I just can't wait to leave this place and get back to Hawaii. In the meantime I'm praying that the appointment makers and pediatricians in Hawaii are more professional and courteous.
On a more pleasant note...Peanut Butter Cup had been jumping up and down in his play station/jumper thing for probably a good twenty minutes when out of the blue he stopped about fifteen minutes ago. I heard my husband chuckle and when I looked behind me I saw my little darling sound asleep in his jumper. For anyone who has had chicks before -- it was like when they run, run, run and just suddenly stop dead in their tracks and they are snoozing with their beaks resting on the ground. He's now awake again and sitting on my lap as his bedtime is in an hour and I don't want him napping when it is so close.
Well, I must go and get Peanut Butter Cup ready and settled down for bed now. Goodnight!
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