Liam has a 4 month doctor’s appointment next week. (Shots, which are harder for me than him, I think!) I realized that I hadn’t written the time down in my calendar so I called the doctor’s office, having the following conversation:
Me: “My son has an appointment with Dr. Staton next week and I need to verify the time.”
Dr.’s Office: “What’s the patient’s name and birthdate?”
I tell her.
Dr.’s Office: “Wait, ’10? Is that 1910 or 2010?”
Me:”2010. (Insert questioning pitch into my voice.) He’s only 4 months.”
Dr.’s Office: “I’m confused. Are you his mother?”
Me: “….yes. I’m his mother.”
Whereupon she tells me the time of the appointment.
She’s confused?? I’m confused. Her questions only build more questions in my head. I know for a fact that my voice sounds really young on the phone. I’ve been told and I’ve heard myself recorded.
Did she really think I was calling about my 100 year old son? In which case, how old did she think I sounded on the phone? What WAS the confusing part for her…when I began the conversation by saying I was calling about my son’s appointment? Or did she not realize that there are human beings with the birthdate year of ’10 all the way up to September?
I think it might be fair to add that while reading this it may sound like the woman at the doctor’s office was some ditz straight out of high school, but her voice definitely sounded like a respectable woman over the age of 50.
Well, I imagine if Liam and I are both still alive when he’s 100 then we will need a third party to change both of our diapers. And it probably won’t be Daddy, because he’s got another 7 years on me.