Earlier this week Grace had a little cold that was punctuated with a really high fever. We were able to get the fever under control but we decide that Grace needed to see the doctor in the morning just in case. Jen has some end of year stuff going on at school so it was up to me to take the day off work and take her to see the doctor.
So Grace and I wait patiently for the good doctor who checks Grace out and declares that she is fine. But based on a couple of her symptoms he wanted to get a urine sample. So he proceeds to tell me that we need to wipe her with these antibacterial wipes before getting the sample and then leave the sample with one of the nurses.
Ummmm.....I then realize he wants the sample now. I am not going to be able to go home and let Jen take care of this later. So I try to delay by asking Grace if she needed to pee and of course she said no. The good doc just tells her to try and ushers us into the bathroom. Not even the offer of a nurse to help us out.
Now I have to say I am not one of those old fashioned dads. I bathe and help Grace wipe in the bathroom but this girl peeing in a cup was new to me as I wasn't actually sure where the pee was going to come from. Girls can't aim, right? If she was a boy it would have been no problem, I know how boy parts work. So I sit Grace on the toilet wipe her with the wipes, hold the cup under her area and wait for what seemed like forever.
It didn't help that Grace was asking me the whole time: Daddy why are you holding a cup? You want me to pee in a cup? Why do I have to pee in a cup? So finally after what felt like hours, but was probably less than a minute, she peed. Most of it went in the cup, the rest on my hand. I was just relieved that the job was done and we cleaned up and waited for the nurse to take the sample.
Luckily the test came back fine and Grace is now feeling much better. I may be a bit traumatized from the encounter. Grace is now asking if she can pee in a cup whenever she uses the facilities. Jen has promised me that she will take doctor duties for the next few appointments to make up for it. This is one of those things that I never thought I would find myself doing before I became a dad. But I will do anything for my litte girl. With any luck mommy will get a stool sample next time....
3 comments:
Oh my goodness!!
Poor Daddy!!
That is just too funny!!!
BTW, John fully sympathizes with you!!
Oh my word. That is hilarious! Good for you, Daddy, for stepping up and handling it all with aplomb no matter your discomfort. Believe you me, even as a MOM for 16 + years now, I'm still learning along the way that the ick factor just keeps happening, in different ways and in different stages :)
Hysterical!!
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