A Day of Doctors

WARNING: This post may contain unabashed bragging about my child. You have my apologies in advance. 
This is a two-part story, about visiting two different doctors.

Doctor #1: Dr. Mallory Mattice, Dog & Cat Clinic
I needed to take our fostered feline back to the vet and decided to let Janie Kathryn tag along. She's so interested in animals, I thought maybe she'd get something out of it. While I prepared the kitty carrier and the car, Janie Kathryn adorned her self with grown-up accessories. I suppose she wanted to look the part of a girl who gets to go to the veterinarian's office.

When we arrived at the Dog & Cat Clinic, I was pondering how badly the day would be if it started out with a cat pooping in the carrier on the way to the vet and would end with Janie Kathryn's kindergarten shots. Janie Kathryn walked in with her jewels gleaming and her purse on her arm, excited about all the animals she was about to see. 

When it was our turn in the examination room, I asked Janie Kathryn to sit on the side lines with my purse. The wonderful staff at Dr. Mattice's office cleaned the kitty carrier for me. When the examination was over, I went to Janie Kathryn for my purse, at the same time asking, "Dr. Mattice, what do we owe ya today?"

Janie Kathryn stopped me in my tracks and insisted, "I'm going to pay, Mommy." Awwww. I told her that I didn't think she should spend her money on the kitty and that she should save it for something she wanted to buy for herself. Yet, she insisted and, to my surprise, pulls $20 out of her purse that she swiped from her piggy bank before we left the house! I don't know if he was moved by her gesture or if he was just being generous to a couple of gals who are saving a stray, but Dr. Mattice interrupted our payment squabble, "No charge today, ladies." 

Doctor #2: Dr. Lelon (Bubba) Edwards, Peds East
When I was five, my dad took me to get my kindergarten shots. I remember every traumatic moment (even though it wasn't that bad). Afterward, we stopped by a house where there were a half dozen kittens playing on the front porch. At the time, I had no idea why we were there, but when we left, my dad told me I could take my favorite kitty home with me. 

A fond memory like that, combined with the fact that Jorma has taken Janie Kathryn for all of her shots until now... I was really stressed out about this whole vaccination thing. I wasn't sure how to approach the subject, so I checked out a book at the library and we started talking about it a couple weeks ago. On the way home from the vet, I dropped the bomb; Today is the day. She panicked a little at first, but fear gave way to bravery- a chance to prove herself a big kid. And what a brave, big kid she was! Not one tear. Two shots in one leg, two shots in the other. Times like these, tell just how much she is her father's daughter. 

As for a reward for her courage, we met up with Daddy and went out for ice cream. Come on, it's not like I could get her a kitty. We already have one too many! 

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