As I've mentioned before I'm slightly nervous about entering the
world of crazy moms. I got to be honest, I'm just not looking forward
to the looks of disapproval because I'm not using sign language to
communicate with my child, or the fact that they aren't potty trained by
six months. Honestly, whatever happened to the days when moms let kids
run around the pool with no suntan lotion on and fries were a totally
acceptable lunch?? Oh, the 80s...
So, the other day I
found myself in a room with two other expecting mothers waiting to
interview a potential pediatrician. As we sipped on cool water, and
secretly assessed each others' weight gain, one mother turned to me and
asked, "So, how many pediatricians have you interviewed so far?"
Immediately I thought, how many pediatricians? Was I supposed to
interview more than one? Is there a final written test I'm supposed to
give them and the one with the highest score gets to take care of my
kid's runny nose? Why doesn't anyone tell me these things?
So, after looking at her with a blank stare, I said, "Nope, this is the only one." And that, my friends, was not the correct answer.
The expecting mother then told me how she had interviewed five
pediatricians already and all had completely different methods.
Different methods? What are they doing - making wine?
Unfortunately, our conversation was cut short when the
pediatrician entered the room. After a few introductions, the doctor
asked us if we had any questions. And this is when crazy happened.
Both mothers, to my left and right, proceeded to pull out sheets (yes,
that was plural) of questions. I just sat there completely dumbfounded
as they asked everything from vaccine schedules, to waiting room
procedures, to after hour calls, to billing and to his thoughts on
curing autism. Finally, the doctor turned to me and asked, "Kate, do
you have any questions?" For a moment I looked down at my keys and cell
phone, and then said, "Nope, I think I'm good." Silence in the room.
He then, along with the women, asked again, "Really? You have no
questions?" Then in a moment of panic and slight guilt I said, "You
said you went to medical school? Right? (Doctor nods) Great. And you aren't going to touch my child inappropriately? (Doctor nods) Great. No, I think I'm good."
Oh if you were wondering...he hasn't thought of a cure for autism. I guess those ladies will be finding another pediatrician.
5 comments:
I have a few friends who interviewed pediatricians and ob/gyns. I do not get that at all. I find a doctor in my plan, if he/she is not creepy, we're good to go.
There will never be another Howard. Sigh!
L,J
haha, so funny! I never even thought to interview a pediatrician. We just show up for shots, that's all I need 'em for.
Asking him about curing autism....
Wow.
Why not AIDS or how to achieve world peace?
If they were asking about TREATing autism, that's one thing. He's a practicing pediatrician, and I assume, not a medical researcher/experimenter.
Why does everyone have to be so hard-core these days? Why does everyone pretend like they're so damn important? Like if we're looking to hire a doctor for what amounts to maybe ~45-60 minutes a year of his time, we need to be Tim friggin' Russert incarnate. We need to get this society out of this all-or-nothing mindset.
Every mother has different styles in looking for the right pediatrician for their kids. The mothers you’ve been with are the types who have a lot of standards. Since it was your first interview, your reaction was just normal. Did you go to other doctors after that? Just some advice, just pick someone you trust and you won’t go wrong. =)
Chalice Lindgren
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