After a pretty quick trip to the doctor on Thursday, both boys were given a fairly clean bill of health. They had a cold virus and didn't need antibiotics. I got the okay to give Logan a small dose of Claritin to dry up some of his snot (even though he doesn't have allergies... yet.) and told to give James Delsym for his cough. Kids under 4 aren't really allowed much cold or cough medicine, but the combination of the Delsym and James' usual Claritin has helped him sleep better.
The kids' usual pediatrician was at a conference, so we had to see his associate. We have seen her before and I really like her. She actually was the pediatrician for both of Rhonda's girls, so I know she is highly regarded. However, when I took James to the bathroom after waiting for her for 15 or so minutes, I saw her sitting in her office. We used the potty (James is at the phase where he wants to see any and all public bathrooms) and then sat for at least 10 more minutes.
Perhaps she was doing something important in her office or following up with another patient, but when I'm sitting in an exam room with two impatient children, one of whom is only wearing a diaper, I want immediate service. When she came in, I was annoyed, but then she chatted with James for a minute and I got over it. I have to learn to be more patient, but again, two snotty children in an exam room with one exasperated mother may not be the moment that I learn more patience.
I did appreciate that she directed all of her questions to James, first about how his summer was going, and second about how he was feeling and then looked to me for confirmation. James was right on with all of his answer, for the most part. Well, except for the part about going to France on vacation.