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September 12, 2007



Yeah. I think that KayTar would agree to Anni's doctor conduct rules. She's too much of an old hand at it to accept silliness. It is an affront to her medical expertise. Ha! She does enjoy terms she can understand though...like the blood pressure cuff is a "Squeeze" for example.

Our pediatrician is kind and beautiful and intelligent, and KayTar finally likes her. She decided that anger at all medical professionals was not going to help her cause, so she's attempting to butter them up instead.


For Nurses Week this year, the hem/onc/BMT kids that I work with made construction paper cut-outs of their hands with thank-you messages on them. Some were to the whole staff, but most were to specific nurses. The one that meant the most to me was from a shy little five-year-old boy who said, "Kristin is my favorite nurse because she talks softly to me." It was a huge reminder that not all kids respond well to the bouncy off-the-wall "kid" approach.

What wise words from Annika to all health care providers out there in Peds World. Thanks!


The 'underwear drawer' is a funny site and Annika and I have more in common than I previously thought.


Kyla--Clever KayTar! Also, Annika will go for "squeeze" as a description for the BP cuff, but she sniffs at the idea that it is anything like a "hug," which is another popular (and ridiculous) description.

klhp--I hope you got to keep the handprint. How lovely. I think lots of kids, especially sick kids, don't deal well with loud voices. The hospital environment is such sensory overload anyway, most of it not such great stuff. A booming voice is just too much.

It's worth noting, too, that Annika has no problem with loud voices in other environments, or from people she already knows and likes.

Bobby--So your favorite color is hot pink and you tend toward clashing prints in your fashion? Awesome!

kathy a

wonderful post! i really like your point that kids who have been around medical procedures for a while have a high BS detector; and also, that kids are different, it is a good idea for professionals to approach slowly.


I have to beg the docs to stop tickling my BB because now he thinks he can walk up to anyone and tickle them (he always picks the young extra good looking female medical professionals). He is so used to the medical setting that he now pretty much runs the show. We have hundreds, perhaps thousands, of stickers because he never leaves without one of each kind and then some for his big sister too.


Nurse: 'I'm just gonna use this rubber-thingy on you'. Annika: 'O.k., but that's a tourniquette!'
--- as you see, I was greatly impressed by this dialogue some years back ;)

kathy a

the underwear drawer is just terrific! [didn't click through until tonight. but thanks!]

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Falling Down, November 2004

  • Balloon in hand, my 4-year-old
    twirled across the kitchen floor,
    singing nonsense words
    in her own key.
    "It's my gift!" she declared
    to the world at large, which
    was really only me,
    sitting at the table. Enough
    twirling, and she lost
    her balance, tumbling
    to the floor in a theatrical
    slapstick of elbows and knees.

    She lay on her back
    for a few seconds,
    at the textured ceiling
    with the mysterious
    spaghetti sauce stain.
    Suddenly she
    flapping her arms and legs
    there on the floor, as if to swish
    the imaginary snow
    into a snow angel.

    "Falling down is also a gift!" says she.

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