plagued To understand why the change is bad when the wind, and to understand whether, in fact, it seems, is destined never to set foot outside the house all winter, the gurupediatra (under my reminder) I prescribed a series analysis, including un'urinocoltura.
call the center where I usually do the analysis, they also wonder if a child of 14 months.
say so, but that the charge must do a pediatrician so they must make an appointment, and to call after half an hour.
call, and I say ok, tomorrow I can go to 8.15, but a bit to go 'before so I accepted.
I also ask how to do the urine, I say to use the damned bag stickers.
I buy a Maritemu bags (give him two) and a sterile glass for safety.
I read on the internet that just the equivalent of a teaspoon. Hopefully.
Mustela spent a quiet night after all, apart from the fact that she woke up at four and a half with a great hunger (ste ... with the ongoing disease has also scasinato sleep), at 6.45 was then awakened, but I was also good, because we had to do is blessed harvest.
The night before I was prepared for the different techniques ...
and I, bold "but oh well Mustela already use the gearbox to the toilet, stand there with a container below, is made"
a cabbage. Knight Bus
Mustela had thought well to make all the wee universe, and then in the morning do not think so. I had to wash well, I opened the faucet of the sink to make them come up with other associations, I could drink ...
nothing.
At one point the girl sitting happy on his gear, he decided to start to "push"
NO! Without my mom! That's another analysis!
The firm just in time.
anything, forget it, is not a good way.
Let's bag, way.
bag has a powerful adhesive and is attached on the lips (... no, not the mouth). A little 'how to get a Brazilian wax, but without hair. The Pora
criatura screams like a hyena, and of course if you do not even dream of peeing.
At that point I put into play all the tactics of the Internet. port in the salon, I make the massaggini on his stomach, holding up ...
nothing.
Internet suggested to apply ice on the area of the bladder.
I open the freezer, the ice will be gone for a ride in the disc, is not reached.
I take a box of frozen basil (which is also time expired) and, after checking that the bag is there in its place, I begin to wipe the poor belly and back of Mustela.
Oh, but what quest'allegro noise mountain brook?
DAMNED BAG!
irritates the skin of the irritable Mustela But not if you dream, to hold the pee.
I had a pond on the floor of the dining room.
established under two feet of building the assembly of saints, the ex-bag (Mustela screams galore) and check if it is still there. A few drops. It is one teaspoon of tea, but the emergency room two weeks ago with two drops diagnosed with urinary tract infection ...
no eh?
Oh well, packed the bag in a sterile glass, and apply a new bag (more screams) saying that, while we wait to the collection, perhaps a bit Mustela refers' to pee.
And you do not want a bit 'of water, mama?
No.
ah here, I thought. Even if
Ferrarelle?
No.
ah, ok, had to say.
arrive at the center at 8.05, do the practices of acceptance, which dispenses with Mustela smiles left and right, for good measure.
I wonder if our income is lower than a certain threshold, unfortunately I'm afraid so. "Ah well, it does not pay much of this analysis. There must FIFTY EURO ONLY. "
I sweat like drops in the manga.
I almost, if nothing comes from the analysis, there remain bad.
"Well, madam, now to go there on those benches, comes the pediatrician just call it"
well.
Mustela has time to make friends with a secretary (... has become practically a stalker, was always at his post), two doctors, Dr. Dog (see love, that's what broke the veins Mom's waiting for you when ...") un'inserviente cleaning, a child who was born one day before her and kissing and walking down the ...
He also had time to get the second bag to check to see if he had produced (spot), drink gallons of water fifty-two in vain, to read two books, reciting aloud the verse of Hen ...
the doctor can not see.
at 8.45 please ask if they can control where it is, also because Mustela is fast in the morning (and I with her, out of solidarity).
his goodness, comes to 9.10.
nice.
uh.
"lady, and because I know you?"
"..... do not know, you know? "
"maybe she's in the neighborhood and I saw her?"
"er ... yes, it will be so ... then I was here the whole pregnancy ... "
ignores me
" and why do all these tests? "
(but not obvious, 'cause I like to make you cry my daughter!)
"because it is constantly sick, take whatever steps within miles, also had pneumonia with hospitalization"
laughs. His goodness, ride "eh oh well, pneumonia this year we had her all"
Eh, you too, Mustela, you could be a calamity unless cheap.
keyboards arms in search of a vein (which runs off, remember)
Mustela has an arm on a "hair like" an island of hair in the middle of the hairless arm.
"Ah, thou hast well as a mole," he says, sounding disgusted, the pediatrician
"a desire ..." I say "a hairy mole," says (there is no under the new, but obviously this will be the definition)
"eh"
another doctor gave me directions, "so now we must take into holes and her firm ... the locks arms with the trunk "
whereas Mustela is sitting on my knees in front of a desk, it will be fun.
are all still amazed by the fact that Mustela did not blink in front of the tourniquet & co.
"after the head-set, this is a walk ..."
"and how they pulled the cannula je, co 'ste veins?" the doctor says, disgusted. "Breaking, of course ... that even they, in reality, but her moving ...
the doctor continues to test the arm of Mustela, muttering to himself ... "Eh, the six also allergic ..." "um, no, actually we miss this" "yeah, you say so!"
[no, to be precise it tells the pediatrician allergist, is certainly ; prepared, but ...]
"Well, we are allergic ... it probably will but for now it is not ... "
"eh, you see it?" I
(beginning to bother me) "but why say it? You see something ... "
" you can see from my face! "
[knew how many things we could say your, face ...]
hole
Mustela warns fire
I make my mother degenerate and even some 'psychotic, commenting garrulous tone and happy "but ssssuuuu, exaggerated, it's just a pinched, susususu! Here! Guaaaarda, you see that in the sheath? It 's your blood! See how they run! Correcorrecorre ... runs fine until [I pretend not to notice that the two doctors appanicando are evidently because the vein is taken ill and possibly unable to fill the three tubes] guardaguarda! Now that rooosa tube ... "
(if the verbiage alone does not scare you enough, imagine it with fresh air-raid alarm sottofodo Mustela. After a while, 'she stopped, perhaps incredulous to have a mom so )
Finally the torture ended, the doctor tries to put a patch on the arm that Mustela, a little 'why do not you trust more, a little' because it is the school of Alrune aunt and mother, does not want way to put it.
The doctor greets us in a hurry (it's a busy woman, you!), While the other stays with me to check if Mustela did another little 'pee.
But not even to dream, if not their dreams. If he keeps to the future.
Oh well, I just say that maybe one in the morning (on the other hand in the hospital with two drops found the infection ... I mentioned?) And that if they call me.
the afternoon - and what do you think? - The phone rings. I go the doctor in charge of the analysis, the voice seems to me Dr. Dog. The tone is
rebuke: "Madam, but here there is almost nothing ... but he had checked the bag? "
" well, this is what had produced ... "
" eh lady but not enough ... "" um ... I can try to collect again but ... the hospital ... "" Yes, we can do with those drops the urine culture, perhaps, but it would not be trusted ... and then we can not do the basic analysis ... "
" but than they need? "
" eh, at least two fingers "
(ora. least two fingers for a girl 80 cm high, it seems a bit 'out of proportion, but close)
"Okay, look, I try to collect another sample ... by what I have to bring?"
"in the early afternoon today, or tomorrow morning"
Ok.
Calma.
cold blood.
Mustela sleep, I ask Maritemu to spend a moment and take a shot in the pharmacy sterile.
When he wakes up, degenerate as good mother and a nurse, began to torture her. "Water, love?"
Previdente, I put on the floor in the living room an absorbent towel, and continues the routine of ghiaccetti water and passed over the body while I try desperately to put the glass in place of favor.
... you know, right?
Hand wet pad well, in short few drops (I thought, I swear, to wring out the pad)
New assembly building of the Saints.
"ready, Dr. Dog? Here, he made a spoon ... "(... on the internet said it was enough ...)
" No, sir, at least 20 ml "
Sgrunt.
another round, another race, another drink.
The next day, Mustela wakes up at 6.45 am in a chilly morning on Saturday.
I rub my eyes, you have the breakfast with the Pope, then off, square towel on the floor, off the diaper, ghiaccetti, short firmly in the area X, with high Porelli protests.
His father stages a reenactment of the inquisition by torture, forcing her to drink from bottle or cup with a spout Ferrarelle (and still water)
At about 7:45 Maritemu announces the intention to return to sleep, followed by gentle reproaches of his wife, who reminds him that the girl is the daughter of two hours and then give me a hand FARE IS A COLLECTION, God bless.
After a while, 'the little one has had enough, he began to complain, you're all cute but I'm game of ice, frost, standing in front of the TV drinking water, me stew.
He wants to sit. He sits down. I exclaimed loudly that no, it does it again on the carpet, I know.
take you in my arms, always ready with a short action.
And finally, after a while, a nice swash me that we did downtown.
Nearly 20 ml. If they did enough.
Ah, of course the nice auruspice the pediatrician broke the streak, there's a nice bump.
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