Lexi was supposed to see the doctor at 18 months, which was days before we left Miami. I figured that Steve and Paige could take her, but things were so hectic the appointment fell through the cracks. Finding a pediatrician and getting Lexi's shots were on my priority list when we got here. Fortunately, one of my friends recommended hers. I took Lexi on Friday (& Paige tagged along).
I had almost forgotten what a normal doctor experience in America is like (yes this is definitely one of those things that is DIFFERENT in Miami). The ladies at the front desk were very nice (NEVER happens in Miami). They actually had a waiting room for sick kids and one for well kids that even had toys in them (what a concept). Lexi was called very quickly (shocking). She weighs 25.5 lbs and is 33" tall. That part was normal, but they
actually told me how she compares to others her age!!! I haven't heard that once since she was born. A few times, I looked it up on the computer. She is in the 90% for her height, 90% for her head circumference, and 50% for her weight. Basically, she is tall & thin, but healthy. On top of that, the doctor actually asked me if she had reached different mile stones like does she sleep through the night, climb stairs, eat with a spoon, have a vocabulary of more than 100 words, etc. I was completely unprepared for those questions since I hadn’t been asked before. Of course, the answer was yes on all of them.
The best part about the doctor’s visit was that the nurses here actually know how to give shots. In Miami, they literally stabbed the needle in and then slowly pushed out the medicine while Lexi screamed her head off. Then, the nurse would lift up the next needle high enough for Lexi to see it was going to happen again. It wasn't the same nurse either. She was given shots by three or four different nurses. I always felt I could do it better. Fortunately, that is not the case here. Both of the shots were done before we knew it. Lexi only cried a little. Instead of pouting, she pointed out her “booboos” and blew kisses to them the whole way home.
Now, I am glad she missed her appointment in Miami. Having normal doctor experiences is just one more reason that we are glad we moved.