As you know, after the birth of a baby in the family, the arrival of a pediatrician is simply inevitable. However, during pregnancy, nobody told me about it. And for me, a young and still very inexperienced mother, the sudden visit of a representative of the children’s clinic became, to put it mildly, unexpected.
First day after discharge
We were discharged from the maternity hospital with a child on Sunday afternoon. We spent the rest of the day at home, enjoying the tranquility and the fact that finally we all (husband, me and son) together. There were no guests at all, but they met us, gave us presents, admired the crumbs and left.
The next day, I and the baby had to go down for a while to my husband’s parents. They live in the same house with us, but a couple of floors below. Spouse at this time was planning to finish the repair case, which did not have time to do before our arrival.
About an hour later, the parents rang the door. A visiting nurse came. First asked why we were not at home. She gave me a lecture on the fact that the first 10 days after the birth of a child is not allowed to walk with him. She asked if everything was all right with me with milk, looked at the baby and left, warning at last that a district pediatrician would visit us in the coming days.
Frankly, the visit was not a pleasant one. Then I got the impression that from the very first day after discharge, they continue to control me, as if I am a small child, and I cannot cope with my son myself. Brad, of course, but then thoughts were just like that.
Preparing for the arrival of a doctor
The next morning I woke up early. A thought flashed through my head that a pediatrician might come on any given day. So that his arrival did not take me by surprise again, I began to prepare for it:
– brought perfect order in the apartment;
– I prepared the documents received at discharge in the maternity hospital (I was also warned there that some of them would have to be given to the doctor from the children’s polyclinic);
– has prepared indoor slippers for a pediatrician;
– checked that the bathroom had a clean towel and soap (after all, the doctor should inspect the baby with clean hands);
– wrote on a piece of paper questions about which she wanted to consult with a specialist.
On the same day, a local doctor from our precinct visited us — Irina Alekseevna, a rather sweet and pleasant woman. She categorically did not want to take her bed, but said that she had taken the boot covers with her, and if I did not mind, she would go to them. I did not mind. The next day I stocked up with shoe covers, and I slipped my sneakers away.
Having washed her hands, she went into the room to the baby, carefully examined everything. Then, about 10-15 minutes was busy with the baby. Made recommendations on walks, feedings, room ventilation, clothes for the baby and his crib. Then I carefully read the documents from the maternity hospital and answered the questions I was interested in.
From her, I learned that such patronage will be constant until the newborn is a year old. They are needed to help me take care of him and give the necessary recommendations in time. Before leaving, the doctor left me her phone number, wrote down my number and told me not to be shy and call for any question.
Already, I can say with confidence that the district pediatrician and nurse are people with whom it is desirable to be friends. They can really help in many ways.
Although I’ve heard that some of them are not very good people, we were lucky. Our nurse consults me on the phone, moves visits to the doctors, if I need it. Such a relationship began to be laid precisely from the first meeting.
And how was your first meeting with the district pediatrician?