That One Time I Took My Kids to the Doctor's Office...

One of the lamest things in the world (for me) is the fact that I get bladder/kidney infections so easily and often without any symptoms.  I'm not sure why that is, but I've had them all my life.  So, when I even have a very slight symptom, I call the doctor's office to schedule an appointment.  Usually when I have to do this, I try to schedule the appointments when Brandon can watch the kids or when my mom is available to watch them since she lives close to my doctor's office.  Well, Brandon has been so busy and my mom's been under the weather and I noticed a very slight symptom.  I scheduled an appointment and let them know that I would be bringing my two children with me, which they were more than fine with.  I was ecstatic that when I arrived (10 minutes early, by the way), we were the only ones in the waiting room.  I thought that we'd surely be seen soon.  Then I saw a parade of pharmaceutical reps come tromping through the door, arms filled with all sorts of foods, drinks, and other enticements for the doctors.  Needless to say, after another 35 minutes of waiting to be called back, my kids were going nuts.  When the nurse finally took us back, I was expecting to be asked to leave a, ahem, sample.  I was, in fact, asked to do so, however, the last time I had to take my kids with me on one of these visits, the nurse kindly waited with my kids for the few minutes it took me to walk the 10 feet to the restroom, leave a sample, and walk back.  2 minutes tops.  This nurse must have taken one look at my antsy kids, thought that there was no way in you-know-where that she'd watch them, and so I paraded my two little kids the 10 feet to the restroom and instructed Nicholas to face the corner.  Let's just say that 2 minutes turned into at least five as I tried to keep them from getting in the trash, sink, and toilet.  (Gross.)  Then my son did the most horrible thing I could have ever imagined he'd do in there.  He opened the door while I was in the process of zipping my pants.  I mean, I know that part could have been worse, but still.  It wouldn't have been so bad if it weren't for the fact that the bathroom wasn't tucked in some private spot.  Nope...he opened the door to all of those pharmaceutical reps, doctors, nurses, other patients, and the husband of one of the nurses bringing her lunch!  Actually, I may have exaggerated the part about the other patients because I'm pretty sure I was the only one there.  At any rate, after recovering some of my dignity (and after threatening Nicholas with all sorts of privileges being taken away), we made it back to the examination room.  Finally, after another 15 minutes (it's been almost an hour now), the doctor showed up.  Now, I've seen this doctor at least three or four times since November 2008 about my bladder/kidney infections.  However, each time he comes in, he seems completely oblivious to my medical history.  He even had scheduled a kidney ultrasound for me not 6 months ago!  But, each time he comes in, I have to rehash my whole history about my kidney infections.  It's a little frustrating because I do think he's nice, and I appreciate that he doesn't try to rush me through an appointment, but honestly!  At this point, I was not surprised (even though the doctor seemed to be) that I had an infection.  I just wanted my prescription and to be able to leave because my kids were beyond crazy at this point.  Nicholas had even decided to whip out our digital camera (kept in the diaper bag) and started taking paparazzi-esque pictures of the doctor at this point.  I actually found that part a little amusing because it made the doctor visibly uncomfortable, which I felt was a little ironic because of how uncomfortable the whole experience up to this point had been for me.  I was going to post the one picture that Nicholas had taken of the doctor that had turned out, but Brandon deleted it when he uploaded the pictures because he didn't think it was worth keeping.  It is probably better this way.  I don't think the doctor would have appreciated his photo being attached to such a lame experience.