Test Anxiety

I just scheduled Bam Bam's two-year-old well-visit appointment with her pediatrician, and unlike well-visits of days gone by, this time I am prepped and ready to go.  As a veteran mother of a two-year-old, I have witnessed firsthand the questions I will be asked, and unlike when Crusher turned two, this time I am armed with answers other than "Um," "I dunno," and "Do some parents really know that?"

Excerpts from last year's well-visit with Crusher:

Dr:  How've you been?

Me:  Great, thanks (only answer I got right the whole visit).

Dr:  So how many teeth does the little guy have?

Me:  Um...

Dr:  I'll be needing a working history on each tooth. 

Me:  Seriously?

Dr:  I need to know the precise month, day and time his fourth side incisor appeared. 

Me:  What's an incisor?

Dr:  Does he chew primarily on the right side or the left side of his mouth?  If you were one of his teeth, which one would you be, and why?

Me:  Er...

Dr:  You are his mother, right?

Me:  (Looking bewildered as I consider the possibility there was a mix-up at the fertility clinic.)  I think so.  He has my teeth.

Dr:  How many words is he saying?

Me:  He says stuff.

Dr:  Literally, he says the word, "stuff"?  Oh, you're kidding.  This isn't a joke, this is a test.  If you wanted to feel like a competent parent at the end of this appointment, you should have hocked an advance copy of this exam and taught to the test. 

Me:  He says a handful of words.

Dr:  One handful or two?  You really aren't doing well on this exam ma'am.  Let's move on.  How many bowel movements does he have a day?
 
Me:  (Giggling like we're long lost best friends who just shared a dirty joke.) Oh, lots of poop!

Dr:  Why is he pooping so much?  What are you feeding him?  What time of day does he poop?  What do you mean you don't know?  According to No Child Left Behind you only have three chances to answer these questions correctly or we're keeping your child.

Me:  That's cool.  Give me a call when he needs braces.

Editor's Note:  Crusher received services with a preemie nurse when he was a baby and she kept asking me questions I didn't know the answers to, such as, "When he speaks in gibberish, does the gibberish begin with a vowel sound or a consonant sound?"  I laughed because I thought she was joking, so a few days later I checked the mail to find a copy of the questionnaire she would be using on her next visit so I could have my answers better prepared.  I am holding out very little hope that people who live with me for 18 years may someday be well-adjusted.

 

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