Tuesday, January 26

Expensive Taste

My mom bought us some really yummy meat from Omaha Steaks. We cooked up our Top Sirloins, and Mia decided she wanted to try some of mine. I cut really thin strips against the grain and let her dip it in Teryaki A1. She decided she really liked it.

We had our well check-ups the last few days. The office we go to won't let us bring all three on the same day, so the twins were Friday and Mia was on Monday. The first thing they did was prick Bree's finger and collect her blood drops in vials. To keep the wound from clotting, the nurse rubbed her finger- hard. Bree was in a ton of pain, and I knew it wasn't just from the prick on her finger. The nurse actually rubbed the skin right off her knuckle. Duh! I'm sorry- but squeeze her freaking arm, rub further up her hand... it isn't like her heart is located in her knuckle. And since that was the very first thing they chose to do, both Bree and Anya were terrified the rest of the time, and needed a ton of coaxing (Mia had to demonstrate half the procedures for them before they would cooperate) even to stand on the scale. I think the second most annoying part about all of it is that the blood "draw" was totally pointless. They are going to test it to make sure they are as healthy as they look, not tell us the results, and nothing is any different except now Bree has a huge black scab on her knuckle and is terrified of the doctor. Anya keeps looking at her sister's finger and saying "Dockuh huht huh!" Which is Anya-ese for "Doctor hurt her!" The most annoying part is that I should have spoken up. Nurse or not- she doesn't care about my kid as much as I do, and I should have remembered that.

Monday we went back for Mia, the twins extremely reluctant to let go of my legs. Somehow the conversation I'd had with the nurse last time left me with the impression that Mia wouldn't be getting any shots. Wrong. I guess it was kind of merciful, because the five minutes she spent crying over the impending doom was probably much less torturous than an entire weekend would have been.

I felt so guilty, though, for having mislead her, I asked her what she would like for a special treat.

"Can I have more of that meat?"

I told her I'd get some at the store tomorrow just for her.

"Tomorrow" turned out to be a lot more hectic than I'd planned, and my back went out (again.) I figured there was no way she would remember. Wrong again. When she learned that I hadn't bought steak for dinner, enough tears were shed that I called Zach to see if he would pick some up on the way home.

So here I am typing instead of cooking. We'll be eating late. Us and the four-year-old steak-eater.

12 comments:

Breezi said...

hahaha! Mia is too adorable! Steak for a treat. awesome.

Duncan said...

Girly loves steak too! Oldest wont touch it (or most meat) though.

Tulsi said...

Brie got a baby series of shots when we were on orders for the Military in OK at the military hosp. It was like 6pm and we took her in for some illness. He decided to give her shots then, too. I always do them in the AM so they can work the muscles before bed and that worked for us. But it hurt Brie and she was only about 9 months old. But when we moved back to UT the doctors had to take their white coats off for years and she was fine. Otherwise she freaked out. Now she is in scrubs and works with some doctors who are in scrubs, too.

Amandean said...

That's hilarious. I must say, I was wondering what the steak had to do with anything. And seriously, a scab? Sounds a bit excessive, but that's just me. Don't be too hard on yourself, though. It's not like you could gauge how hard she was rubbing and determine that it would cause Bree to bleed.

Marsie Pants said...

Okay, as one who does finger sticks all the time, I am officially allowed to say that that nurse was a freaking idiot! I saw that scab today!! I can't believe she did that! Next time bring her to me. People don't believe it, but there's a technique to doing good finger sticks and I know it. What a loser. She should be fired.

Rachelle said...

That is so sad! I cant believe she scabbed her, how awful!!!

Brooke.Serial.Scrapper said...

OH my Summer thats so sad, I hope you called the Dr.s office and complained!
On the other hand that is so cute that she love's steak!
Your girls are so CUTE!!!

Hollie said...

Steak over candy huh? Well I guess that will save you on a dental bill.

The Garber Family said...

I'm so sorry that the nurse rubbed Bree's hand so hard. That is so sad. I hope she noticed the scab when you went back on Monday...
Miles will eat as much steak as a full-grown adult. Last time we had steak at mom and dad's, he was sitting by Ashley and kept stealing hers.

Brandon, Rachelle and Samantha said...

Taking babies to the Dr. can be so hard. I'm sorry you had an especially difficult experience. I love that Mia wanted steak! Children are so particular and unpredicatable sometimes. Also, thank you so much for your kind comment on my blog. It meant a lot to me.

Maureen said...

Grrrr. Makes me want to smack that nurse--maybe with a steak!

Mitchell Family said...

OH, that is awful about the dr office... some times I wonder if the whole DR thing is a good thing or bad! Tell her to be more careful next time! Glad to hear you will become an expert on cooking steak!