The Doctor’s Office: Why does it take fifteen minutes to get three vaccines ready?
Lil Diva finally had her 15 month Well Check (22 lbs 6 oz and 30 inches tall – for the family that cares). Ignore the fact that she’s seen the doctor twice since she actually turned 15 months – both times for ear infections.
Forget that for some reason I thought I had to be there at 10 AM for a 10:30 AM appointment and had to waste thirty minutes sitting in a waiting room.
Yeah, don’t ask why.
What I want to know is:
Where do the nurse’s have to collect their vaccines from, that it takes fifteen minutes – after the doctor did the check up – to bring in the shots?
Do they have a gauntlet of trials to maneuver through like Indiana Jones – where the slightest misstep leads to decapitation – hidden somewhere in the bowels of their retail-like offices?
Why don’t they get them ready while we’re with the doctor?
Meanwhile, my two children hit their Confined to a Four Foot by Four Foot Cell Quota and tried to tear the place apart. Naturally, the drawers in the exam room don’t have child latches, so my body was used as a blockade to prevent Lil Diva from delving into the latex gloves, sanitizer, and other products.
Trying to share a single iPod amongst the two of them resulted in Lil Diva clobbering the back of her head on the base of the rolling chair – thanks to a dramatic wail where she leaned back too far and tipped over.
This was not an isolated incident either.
The vaccine dispersal, not the head conk.
Every time we need shots, it takes half a century for them to show up – made much worse by that time being spent in such a small room.
So come on, Docs, what the frak???
Let’s speed it up a bit, okay?
And put child latches on those damn drawers.
What has you saying, “What the frak….?” today?