ugh…I’m so fired up right now! Today is not working out to be all that awesome.
We got up super early to go to a pediatrician appointment and I was very hopeful. The location is close, the hospitals the doctor works out of is good and close, and they had come highly recommended. Too bad she sucked. 😦
She started out pretty good- not super warm or friendly but I could live with that. It was when we mentioned that Eli has Ds that the conversation shifted. She immediately wanted to know what his health issues were (zero) and if we were sure that was his diagnosis. After that, she literally said, “Have you looked into a Dr. H, who has more of a heart for kids with special needs?”. She then tried to pass us off to every doctor and clinic in the area that she could think of. \
We gently explained that our son, as far as we know, will not have any intensely special needs beyond those of a typical newborn and that we won’t know much about him until he gets here. She tried to explain to me that Ds is Ds. That our son would have physical and mental issues and that no range exists among children with Ds- meaning that he might look different but he will function the same, think the same and be as intelligent as the next child with Ds. Seriously?
I guess what hurt the most is that here I am, the patient, trying to find a trained medical professional to help me with my child and all she wanted to do was get rid of me and my “problem child”. I literally felt like I was walking around with a time-bomb in my stomach. A lady in the waiting room complimented me on how tiny I am, but all I could do was smile and look at the ground. How is it that one ignorant person can mess with your head? I was so excited to search for a doctor and now I feel like there is no hope!
We already interviewed one doctor who we love. I trust him, he was kind, he was thoughtful and helpful…but he is a bit of a drive. We were hoping for someone closer. He may be “the one” though.
Barry had me cancel all other appointments with doctors associated with the practice we visited today, but we do have one set up in next week. I think he will be our last attempt at finding someone. If we don’t like him, then we will go with the first pediatrician and be done. I can always find someone later. Doesn’t make it less discouraging.
Is it ignorant of me to not think of Eli as having special needs?
I just don’t…and maybe that is foolish.
What I am greatful for is that Barry and I were on the same page with both doctors immediately. We pushed the doors open to go into the parking lot and he enthusiastically exclaimed: Nope, absolutely not!
What a let down.
We bought donuts to cheer us up and went home on this crummy, dreary day. Now we need something to do for the day…hmm…