The evil Doctor

Today Siena had her 3 year dr. appt. I thought she would do fine. O my gosh...she was aweful. She is always so excited to go to the dr.'s and play on their toys and she was fine until they called us into the back. She was first hesitant when they called her back and then they made her stand on the scale and measure her height and you would think someone was torturing her. Her face was bright red and she was scaring everyone else around her. I don't think the nurse got her correct height because she was wiggling around so much and we didn't do the eye test because she was so frantic. We finally go into the room and they tell me to undress her and put her in this cute gown. I undressed her and she dressed herself back up. It was ridiculous how hard this was. She was finally undressed but wouldn't put the gown on so she sat there naked with her underwears on (yes the nurse called them underwears). We read her a book and calmed her down and then Dave explained that they were going to come in and look at her ears and eyes and such. She freaked out as soon as the Dr. came in. Again her face got all red from screaming and then Ben started to scream. It was not good. The Dr. seemed to get all the info he needed but told her there were twin babies next door and they got checked out and they didn't cry. It made me feel bad but didn't phase her at all. Finally he let her down and she ran to me. He had to ask all these questions to see if she was on track for her age. She kept saying I don't know to all of them. She knew all the answers... it made me really mad. Then she cuddled with daddy for a while and Dave got her to count very quietly and the Dr. overheard it so he atleast knew that she could count. She wouldn't even tell the Dr. Bens name or our names and we know she knows our names because she calls us Dave and Kristi sometimes. Right at the end of the appt she started saying colors and names. At the end the Dr. asked if there were any other questions and I said I was going to ask you if I should take her to the dentist but I think I know my answer. She would be AWFUL at the dentist. The Dr. recommended waiting on that one. He said he wouldn't want to be her dentist. So true, so sad. At this point I was laughing so hard at the whole situation I was crying, honestly I didn't think a kid could be this bad at a Dr.'s appt. The Dr. finally left and we walked out all calm and collected and she said look mommy we were in room 9! Like it was that hard to say when the Dr. was there. So frustrating!!!!!!!!!! I am glad that Dave was there to help during this traumatic time and that we don't have to go back for another year. Also I thought atleast we don't have to worry about her talking to strangers. She is very shy.