Ninja Turtle Day
Yesterday we took a trip to the Diagnostic Center to get Micah an MRI. I worried about how he would react. First we stopped to drop Logan off at Uma’s house so it would be one less Ninja to deal with. We get there and he finds out Micah is not staying so he begins to close his eyes and try to muffle his cries. I have a soft heart and decide, oh well, I think we can deal with an extra ninja today, so off we go to search in Dallas for the office with our two little Ninjas cargo. It took us only 30 minutes to get there and not the hour and 15 minutes we allowed for searching and possible heavy traffic. Sooooooo, we sit in the van and wait. Time on our hands! I brought a book with me to read and I open the windows and we settle back. Pawpaw thinks he will take a nap, and I’ll read until our appointment. Oh, this will be a jolly good relaxation period before the waiting room. Ha Ha Ha Hee Hee Hee
Micah: “Memaw, I need to pee” - - okay, let’s water the tree behind us. It’s between two cars and no one will see. Soooo, he did, then back into the car.
Logan: “Memaw, I need to pee too” - - okay, I guess the tree can use a little more watering. Soooo, he did and back into the car.
I open my book, and begin to read. Pawpaw has reared back and is getting comfortable, when thump, thump, thump. Now what? Logan and Micah are jumping over into the back and then into the middle of the van, flip, flop, flip, flop. Slam! So much for the book. Okay, let’s go in and register. We might get in early. Ha Ha Hee Hee Ha Ha
We walk in and find our office suite. Once in we discover we are the only ones in the waiting room. Looks like it’s going to be NO WAITING TIME!!!! Yea!!!!!! Logan and Micah spots the cooler - - they both whip out the cups from the holder and fill the cups to the brim - - after a sip or two the cups are refilled. Close by is a little basket of small packages of chips of various flavors. Rip! I look up and Logan is munching down and sipping. Micah is in the floor making carpet angels. Pawpaw is sitting with his eyes closed and I’m filling out mountains of paperwork.
The boys have read through every magazine that once were so nearly displayed on the coffee table and taken the newspapers apart for the cartoons (funnies) which is getting less funny by the minute. I run my fingers through my hair, my eye twitches, my foot shakes and I keep filling out paperwork. The receptionist comes out and asks for $350 and we haven’t even started yet. I think, I should be the one getting paid for waiting; straightening up the books over and over and trying to corral two wild Ninjas. I tell her to file it with the insurance and bill me for what is left over, then I feel the earth move and Micah is jumping up in the air and twirling, doing squats, splits, high kicks and hollering, “Keejah” or something like that. And I thought he wasn’t learning anything in Taekwondo classes - - silly me!
Next, I see the water cooler glugging again and I hear munch, munch, munch and Logan has started on yet another package of chips. Suddenly, Micah comes and says “I need to pee”. I start towards the receptionist and she points across the hall. I grab Micah by the hand and off we go across the hall, Logan filling my footsteps, tugging at my blouse and saying, “Memaw, I got to pee too”. Soooo, we find the bathroom and they want to go in the men’s room this time. ( I always take them in the women’s with me) Now they notice the stick figure with the skirt on the door where I am guiding them and refuse to go in. Life is getting more difficult, they want to go in the door with the stick figure with the pants on. I have a peek in the door and see they are the only ones in the men’s room, so I stand outside and wait!
Okay, back to the waiting room where a technician shows up to meet “her little patient”. The boys are unimpressed! I think, okay, it’s been an hour so we are now getting this show on the road, but… An hour later, me and Micah are sitting alone (Pawpaw and Logan headed to the van for a nap), then another “patient” comes in and looks as depressed as if she had eaten a sour pickle. No smiles there when my Ninja jumps up into the air and falls into the floor in splits. They call her in. The door opens, another “patient” comes in and Micah falls into the floor and does a few more carpet angels. Then springing up, he yells Keyah or Keerow or something to that effect. We wait. I squirm! Why in the world did I bring a book? Creak! The door opens and a woman comes (not the one we met) and takes us in. I have to lock my purse up in a locker with a key. Now we are getting down to business.
This child goes into the room and the technician tells us what to expect. He is listening closely. She tells him there will be noise and he can’t move. I’m thinking - - he can’t what? She puts his little hat on and places the cage around his head and gives him a panic button. I’m thinking ah oh! I said, “Micah you are going into the Ninja Cave and you have to be really quiet because you are hiding from the bad guys”. The noise you hear will be like a band with drums. Keep your eyes closed! He doesn’t move a muscle! Later they have to put dye in his arm and he asks how long the needle is. They show him; he says that’s not big. Back into the tube he is going. I tell him the tube and noise reminds me of a spaceship, so this time Ninja is going into space and will hear the spaceship make UFO type sounds. He likes this adventure. He makes it through. He did a good job. I wonder what he was thinking the entire time he was in there. We all praise him. I’m surprised - - all that kicking; squatting; and the carpet angels in the waiting room were worth it after all. I love my little Ninjas. Thanks Pawpaw for driving and dealing with the Ninjas along with me - - I couldn’t do it alone.
Micah: “Memaw, I need to pee” - - okay, let’s water the tree behind us. It’s between two cars and no one will see. Soooo, he did, then back into the car.
Logan: “Memaw, I need to pee too” - - okay, I guess the tree can use a little more watering. Soooo, he did and back into the car.
I open my book, and begin to read. Pawpaw has reared back and is getting comfortable, when thump, thump, thump. Now what? Logan and Micah are jumping over into the back and then into the middle of the van, flip, flop, flip, flop. Slam! So much for the book. Okay, let’s go in and register. We might get in early. Ha Ha Hee Hee Ha Ha
We walk in and find our office suite. Once in we discover we are the only ones in the waiting room. Looks like it’s going to be NO WAITING TIME!!!! Yea!!!!!! Logan and Micah spots the cooler - - they both whip out the cups from the holder and fill the cups to the brim - - after a sip or two the cups are refilled. Close by is a little basket of small packages of chips of various flavors. Rip! I look up and Logan is munching down and sipping. Micah is in the floor making carpet angels. Pawpaw is sitting with his eyes closed and I’m filling out mountains of paperwork.
The boys have read through every magazine that once were so nearly displayed on the coffee table and taken the newspapers apart for the cartoons (funnies) which is getting less funny by the minute. I run my fingers through my hair, my eye twitches, my foot shakes and I keep filling out paperwork. The receptionist comes out and asks for $350 and we haven’t even started yet. I think, I should be the one getting paid for waiting; straightening up the books over and over and trying to corral two wild Ninjas. I tell her to file it with the insurance and bill me for what is left over, then I feel the earth move and Micah is jumping up in the air and twirling, doing squats, splits, high kicks and hollering, “Keejah” or something like that. And I thought he wasn’t learning anything in Taekwondo classes - - silly me!
Next, I see the water cooler glugging again and I hear munch, munch, munch and Logan has started on yet another package of chips. Suddenly, Micah comes and says “I need to pee”. I start towards the receptionist and she points across the hall. I grab Micah by the hand and off we go across the hall, Logan filling my footsteps, tugging at my blouse and saying, “Memaw, I got to pee too”. Soooo, we find the bathroom and they want to go in the men’s room this time. ( I always take them in the women’s with me) Now they notice the stick figure with the skirt on the door where I am guiding them and refuse to go in. Life is getting more difficult, they want to go in the door with the stick figure with the pants on. I have a peek in the door and see they are the only ones in the men’s room, so I stand outside and wait!
Okay, back to the waiting room where a technician shows up to meet “her little patient”. The boys are unimpressed! I think, okay, it’s been an hour so we are now getting this show on the road, but… An hour later, me and Micah are sitting alone (Pawpaw and Logan headed to the van for a nap), then another “patient” comes in and looks as depressed as if she had eaten a sour pickle. No smiles there when my Ninja jumps up into the air and falls into the floor in splits. They call her in. The door opens, another “patient” comes in and Micah falls into the floor and does a few more carpet angels. Then springing up, he yells Keyah or Keerow or something to that effect. We wait. I squirm! Why in the world did I bring a book? Creak! The door opens and a woman comes (not the one we met) and takes us in. I have to lock my purse up in a locker with a key. Now we are getting down to business.
This child goes into the room and the technician tells us what to expect. He is listening closely. She tells him there will be noise and he can’t move. I’m thinking - - he can’t what? She puts his little hat on and places the cage around his head and gives him a panic button. I’m thinking ah oh! I said, “Micah you are going into the Ninja Cave and you have to be really quiet because you are hiding from the bad guys”. The noise you hear will be like a band with drums. Keep your eyes closed! He doesn’t move a muscle! Later they have to put dye in his arm and he asks how long the needle is. They show him; he says that’s not big. Back into the tube he is going. I tell him the tube and noise reminds me of a spaceship, so this time Ninja is going into space and will hear the spaceship make UFO type sounds. He likes this adventure. He makes it through. He did a good job. I wonder what he was thinking the entire time he was in there. We all praise him. I’m surprised - - all that kicking; squatting; and the carpet angels in the waiting room were worth it after all. I love my little Ninjas. Thanks Pawpaw for driving and dealing with the Ninjas along with me - - I couldn’t do it alone.
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