Guest guest Posted January 21, 2008 Report Share Posted January 21, 2008 Sat morn I headed to the eye dr as had redness on the white of the eye and discharge. This was my first dr appt in a while and I feared an Rx of mercury preserved drops. I saw thatthe compounding pharmacy was open on Saturdays so I figured if need be I'd try that. Turns out no drops needed (made me wonder about the endless supply of the mercury drops both kids got backn in the day from the regular pedatrician). She said I could use fake tears to cleanse and offered me some. I asked if preserved and she said no but the drugstore had the kind I needed. I just started crying. She did not chastiose me for a granola question or anything. That was the first time since , oh, forever I felt like someone got it. I thanked her and she said, " Looking at this chart and all this boy has been through I can only imagine you fear it all. " I then cried again, like a dope because I had nothing to say. I may seem vocal here (you think) but that is what this did to me. I have always been social but problems with my kids shut me up, turned me inward, scared me silent. I needed this visit, not for the empathy but for the acknowledgement that the things we moms with this care about are indeed noteworthy. Now if I can only get that point across to my overfluoridated pediatrician whose kids are gfcfsf and more. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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