Thursday, August 13, 2009
Many of you know we moved from the city 2 years ago when my youngest was born. My heart always belonged to the country. When I was little we visited here so often it always felt more like home to me. So, I was thrilled to be able to move here!
There are some trade-offs to living in the country, though. We don't have a pediatrician's office in town, so we have to go to the next town over to take my son. Which, isn't too bad, really. But, while we were there the other day, they said my youngest needed to have blood drawn next door. Which, I thought meant the actual next door down the hall. It wasn't even the building next door. Apparently next door to them is down the road and even worse it's at the hospital! In the city, they did this at the doctor's office, you didn't have to go anywhere.
So, we go down to the hospital and have to wait in the emergency room because all the seats at the lab are full. The emergency waiting room was so small! They only had like maybe 8 seats in the whole room! And boy was it hard to keep Hunter from grabbing everything there.
After waiting forever, or maybe 45 minutes, our name was called. Yay! We had to register and then go back to the lab and wait a little more. Then it was Hunter's time to have blood drawn. I had to hold his arms and legs while 2 ladies tried to draw his blood. Only problem is, poor thing has veins like me, they run away from needles. They had to stick him twice and even then they had to wiggle the needle around after they got it in to get the blood!
The only good thing was one of the ladies trying to get his blood was a cousin of mine. I know she hated having to hurt my baby. As soon as they finished he stopped crying and was fine. So, it wasn't fun having to go to the hospital to do that, but it was nice that someone I trusted was the one who did it. Small towns are good in that way, you know someone everywhere you go.