The doctor is IN!
So every day Ava asks me to play “House” or “Friends” or “Doctor” with her. I think it’s totally great that my 4-year old has an active imagination, however I have to add that I am not the most enthusiastic playmate. I essentially let her talk and I just sit there and respond. Usually I end up “going to bed” and then I “go to school” and then “time for lunch”. And then I suddenly get ill and have to go to the doctor.
At the doctor, Ava knows the procedures. She types on her laptop, asking me questions like, “Where does it hurt?” and “Do you think you will throw up”? And from there it goes like this…
Ava: “So what do you think? Does your throat hurt? Do you have a cold? Or is it your arm?”
Me: “Well…my arm AND my throat hurt. Can I just get a shot for both?”
Ava: “Sure. But first I have to check your heart and your tongue.”
So she pulls out her stethoscope and sticks both ends in her ears and listens to my heartbeat for 2 seconds. Then she takes her pencil that she was using to type with and uses it as my “throat-checker” thingee. Through the months, a majority of the doctor toys that she has gotten from Santa or as gifts have dwindled. So now all she has is the stethascope and a doctor case where all of the stuff SHOULD be. So satisfied that I definitely need shots, Ava leaves the room to get her syringe in which to poke me with to make me all better. When she leaves, I lay back on the bed and close my eyes for a few second nap while I hear her rummaging.
And then she returns…with a light saber?!?
I might not be making it to work tonight…