Anaya has just been in for her 3rd set of stitches on her face this year. Kenna was in for stitches above her eye just weeks previous. The only one of the kids to not have stitches so far is Nathan!
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Showing posts with label Anaya. Show all posts
2009/12/19
And... She does it again!
Anaya has just been in for her 3rd set of stitches on her face this year. Kenna was in for stitches above her eye just weeks previous. The only one of the kids to not have stitches so far is Nathan!
2009/09/18
A Day (well just a morning+) at the Doctor's
Pediatricians have their work cut out for them when they practice in Taiwan!
I took Anaya back for a check up this past Sat. morning to see how her pneumonia was progressing (well, hopefully regressing that is!) As we were sitting at the hospital waiting our turn (several times over ... you'll see what I mean in a minute!), I got to thinking how going to see the doctor here is a bit different to back home!
First of all, when you make an appointment, they don't give you a time to show up, they give you a number. One has to give his best guess on what time to show up -- you could be an hour or more early if you haven't guessed correctly (or if it's taking longer than usual to see all the patients). Or, you could be late, and in that case they might finish seeing all the other patients on the list before coming back to you. Most of the time you just sit around and wait, trying to entertain your kids for long periods of time while the screen outside the doctor's door that lets you know whose turn it is beeps up one number at a time until it's your turn.
On this particular morning, there were 4 pediatricians seeing patients simultaneously. Anaya's doctor had 66 patients on his list (posted outside on the door). We were #57. Before arriving, we did our best to guess what time we should show up: "If the clinic opens at 9:00 and the doctor sees about 1 patient every 5 minutes, then... wait..., if we're #57, one patient every 5 minutes puts us way past lunch time... ok, how about one patient every 3 minutes... (calculating)... ahhh... let's just try showing up at 11:00 and see what happens..."
We showed up, & yes, waited an hour, then went in and saw the doctor for about... 3 minutes (if that)! Then, on to the registration desk to pay. Here's another thing a bit different to back home -- there's not just one desk -- there's seven desks operating full-time! We had to take a number -- our number was behind 89 other people who were waiting in line ahead of us. So, we sat down again... After paying (which was much more expensive this time than usual: $15 - normally it costs us about $3 to take the kids to the doctor here, & that includes medicine, but this time Anaya's antibiotics were self-pay) we went to stand in line for her meds. This line wasn't too bad and we only had to wait about 10 minutes -- but I did notice we were number 992 for the morning. :-P
Yes, Taiwan has lots of people! Can you imagine being a doctor here, showing up to work & being given your list for the morning with 66 (we've seen a list with 106 names on it before!) people to see? Then lunch break (yeah, right), and on to another set of patients for the afternoon!
I thought describing a day at the doctor's here might be semi-amusing to all our family & friends who live in less-densely-populated areas, and also to those in the States, where going to the doctor costs a small fortune! :) Please don't read any of this as a complaint in any way -- we really appreciate the health care we get here!
(And by the way, Anaya is getting better! :-))
I took Anaya back for a check up this past Sat. morning to see how her pneumonia was progressing (well, hopefully regressing that is!) As we were sitting at the hospital waiting our turn (several times over ... you'll see what I mean in a minute!), I got to thinking how going to see the doctor here is a bit different to back home!
First of all, when you make an appointment, they don't give you a time to show up, they give you a number. One has to give his best guess on what time to show up -- you could be an hour or more early if you haven't guessed correctly (or if it's taking longer than usual to see all the patients). Or, you could be late, and in that case they might finish seeing all the other patients on the list before coming back to you. Most of the time you just sit around and wait, trying to entertain your kids for long periods of time while the screen outside the doctor's door that lets you know whose turn it is beeps up one number at a time until it's your turn.
On this particular morning, there were 4 pediatricians seeing patients simultaneously. Anaya's doctor had 66 patients on his list (posted outside on the door). We were #57. Before arriving, we did our best to guess what time we should show up: "If the clinic opens at 9:00 and the doctor sees about 1 patient every 5 minutes, then... wait..., if we're #57, one patient every 5 minutes puts us way past lunch time... ok, how about one patient every 3 minutes... (calculating)... ahhh... let's just try showing up at 11:00 and see what happens..."
We showed up, & yes, waited an hour, then went in and saw the doctor for about... 3 minutes (if that)! Then, on to the registration desk to pay. Here's another thing a bit different to back home -- there's not just one desk -- there's seven desks operating full-time! We had to take a number -- our number was behind 89 other people who were waiting in line ahead of us. So, we sat down again... After paying (which was much more expensive this time than usual: $15 - normally it costs us about $3 to take the kids to the doctor here, & that includes medicine, but this time Anaya's antibiotics were self-pay) we went to stand in line for her meds. This line wasn't too bad and we only had to wait about 10 minutes -- but I did notice we were number 992 for the morning. :-P
Yes, Taiwan has lots of people! Can you imagine being a doctor here, showing up to work & being given your list for the morning with 66 (we've seen a list with 106 names on it before!) people to see? Then lunch break (yeah, right), and on to another set of patients for the afternoon!
I thought describing a day at the doctor's here might be semi-amusing to all our family & friends who live in less-densely-populated areas, and also to those in the States, where going to the doctor costs a small fortune! :) Please don't read any of this as a complaint in any way -- we really appreciate the health care we get here!
(And by the way, Anaya is getting better! :-))
2009/06/05
Theology with a Three-year old
"Mom, did you know that after Jesus died, he got alive again?"The last couple days Anaya has been asking lots of questions about when we will die, and there has somehow been a connection with flying on an airplane. As we have been talking about flying to Australia, she has mentioned/asked several times, "Will we die when we go on the airplane?" I don't really know where she is getting this from, but am guessing maybe she saw something when Michael had the news on about Air France and somehow made a connection...?? Anyhow, we are all trusting God that we will make it Down Under in one piece :-), and we have assured Anaya that flying is quite safe and not to worry. This evening, Michael must have spent some time talking with her, and by the time I laid down with her for bed-time prayers and a little chat, she was sharing the above with me. We continued on:
"Yes, Anaya, that's exactly right!"
"Mom, when we die, Jesus will make us alive again too."
"Wow, honey! I'm impressed! ... Did daddy just talk with you about all of this?"
"And, Anaya, where do we get to go after we die and Jesus makes us alive again?"And we started the conversation all over again...
"Uhhh... we get to be with Jesus?"
"Yep, that's right! We get to be with Jesus in heaven."
"But, Jesus live up in the sky. We can't fly, mom."
"Well, we can't fly right now, but I'm sure Jesus will work something out. Jesus will come and get us, and we'll get to go be with Jesus & God."
"But, Jesus is God, mom."
"Yes! Jesus is God, (she has that down! but now, how do you explain the Trinity to a 3-yr-old??? ... how do you really explain the Trinity at all, for that matter?!) but, Jesus is God's son, so God is Jesus' dad, and we also have the Holy Spirit, and the Holy Spirit is also God -- so God is 3 in one..."
"(getting a bit lost on that last bit) Mom, will Jesus really make us alive again?"
"Yes, honey, He sure will! We just need to have Jesus in our hearts and believe that He is the only true God... If we love Jesus and believe in Him, then we will get to live with Him forever! Do you love Jesus, Anaya?"
"Yes, I love Jesus. ... Mom, when we die Jesus will make us alive again.? (half statement, half question)
Fun times, those bed-time chats. :-)
2008/12/22
We seem to have a repeated theme...
We picked Kenna up from school this afternoon, and met up with friends on the road as we were walking back...The girls invited Ella to come over and play dress up, and they started off, excitedly running down the alley towards the back gate. Except that Anaya, running to catch up with them, biffed it on her way down the hill. I picked her up, holding her and trying to comfort her, thinking, "that was a pretty hard fall." Then, once again, someone pointed out to me that she was bleeding... we wiped her off, and seconds later I was calling Anna, "Hi, can my kids play at your house instead? ... uhhh... I need to take Anaya in for more stitches!"
As soon as she heard that, Anaya began repeating, "No! I don't wanna lay down! I don't wanna lay down!" She remembered very vividly being totally strapped down on the stretcher the last time she got stitches: 3 weeks ago! (see Nov 30 entry)
She made it through -- lots of crying, but 6 stitches to the forehead and 2 to the lip later, she was good to go!
You can see she is enjoying her candy-afterward treat (thanks auntie Anna)!
2008/12/18
Did they fall together?!
Anaya and Nathan are looking like twins these days... egg twins... same spot on the forehead... and all the Chinese comment on it, everytime we go down the street!Nathan (sorry, didn't get a picture) decided to go down the front stairs by himself, Michael found him after he landed, so don't know quite how many stairs he tumbled...
Anaya's nice bump came the day after. She and a neighbor girl from several floors above us were outside taking turns pushing each other on a tricycle. Loving to live more on the edge, Anaya was having fun being pushed down the small incline from our back gate, until they ran into the rock wall & pavement underneath!
2008/11/30
Get me outta here!
It was Sunday afternoon, we had just finished up with lunch and were looking forward to putting some of the kids down for naps, having a cup of tea, and relaxing for a bit on our 'rest day'...
... until Anaya climbed on top of the dehumidifier and fell off -- landing face down. She cried a bit, then settled down on my lap. A few minutes later Elise noticed, "Anaya's bleeding!". Sure enough, she had split her chin open, so off to the ER she went with Michael & Kenna (to help :)).
Anaya, being our more stubborn, I-don't-do-anything-I-don't-want-to-do child, had lots of fun being strapped down to the stretcher. To the doctor's amazement, she managed to wriggle her hands out, smiling & waving them around, "Look at me!" They re-strapped her in and she was still doing ok, until they covered up her face to shield her eyes from the bright light, leaving a hole for the chin to stitch her up. At that point she yelled as loud as she possibly could, "Get me outta here!" and then started screaming.
When Michael dropped her back home and went to park the van, I asked her about her visit to the hospital: "How was it?" Good. "Did you cry?" No. "Did it hurt when the doctor stitched you up?" Not really. "Can I see your owie? (Juts chin out) Mom! Look at my candy the doctor gave me!
When Michael came in the door, I asked, "How was it?" Well, she was a bit of a handful. "Did she cry?" Ohhh -- she screamed! Did they strap her down? They sure did! And she didn't like it one bit, you should've heard her...
Well, so much for our quiet Sunday afternoon, guess we'll try again next week. :-)
... until Anaya climbed on top of the dehumidifier and fell off -- landing face down. She cried a bit, then settled down on my lap. A few minutes later Elise noticed, "Anaya's bleeding!". Sure enough, she had split her chin open, so off to the ER she went with Michael & Kenna (to help :)).
Anaya, being our more stubborn, I-don't-do-anything-I-don't-want-to-do child, had lots of fun being strapped down to the stretcher. To the doctor's amazement, she managed to wriggle her hands out, smiling & waving them around, "Look at me!" They re-strapped her in and she was still doing ok, until they covered up her face to shield her eyes from the bright light, leaving a hole for the chin to stitch her up. At that point she yelled as loud as she possibly could, "Get me outta here!" and then started screaming.
When Michael dropped her back home and went to park the van, I asked her about her visit to the hospital: "How was it?" Good. "Did you cry?" No. "Did it hurt when the doctor stitched you up?" Not really. "Can I see your owie? (Juts chin out) Mom! Look at my candy the doctor gave me!
When Michael came in the door, I asked, "How was it?" Well, she was a bit of a handful. "Did she cry?" Ohhh -- she screamed! Did they strap her down? They sure did! And she didn't like it one bit, you should've heard her...
Well, so much for our quiet Sunday afternoon, guess we'll try again next week. :-)
2008/10/18
Why Moms Don't Always E-mail...
The other day I decided to sit down at the computer for just 5 minutes to quick check e-mails. While in the process, I got distracted and began replying to one... but then began to realize things were a little too quiet in the living room... . Going to investigate, all thoughts of replying to e-mails were quickly abandoned when I found the following:
If you don't hear back from us right away, sometimes we're just busy with other things :-P Ahhh... we try! :-)
If you don't hear back from us right away, sometimes we're just busy with other things :-P Ahhh... we try! :-)
2008/08/11
2007/12/22
Don't 'pank my bum!
"Don't 'pank my bum!" ... "Don't 'pank my bum!" -- were the 2-yr-old cries heard faintly coming from the back bedroom. So, of course I had to go see what was going on. Guilt was written all over Anaya's face.
Glancing down at the top of Elise's desk, I saw the reason for it: a pair of scissors and a nice chunk of blonde hair. Yep, one pigtail definitely had less hair than the other! Thankfully, she only took chunks out of it, rather than cut it straight off. Looks like she has a knack for hairdressing. Hey, maybe she could thin my hair!
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