At Asher’s last well-child visit, my pediatrician asked me if I had any concerns. I shared with her that I am concerned about both boys’ lead levels due to all the renovation of 100+ yr old homes in our neighborhood. I also wonder how Asher’s system is tolerating the high amounts of vitamins we give him for his Asperger’s (which by the way are phenomenally effective). Finally, Asher has been having some long-term digestive problems, and I question whether he may also have celiac disease like his baby brother. Obviously, the pediatrician shared my concerns and proceeded to write out prescriptions for blood work.
Blood work. Fantastic. I don’t know how they do things in your neck-of-the-woods, but my experience with medical care in Pennsylvania is that blood work requires an additional “appointment” at a different facility. I have yet to find a physician who performs lab-work on site. Besides being completely inconvenient (and another opportunity to practice deep breathing), there is nothing “kid-friendly” about these outpatient labs. They tend to be noisy, crowded, with long-wait times and no play-areas. And let’s not forget that there is nothing fun about having your blood drawn! Asher has sensory issues and overreacts to mild pain; Zephan has labcoatphobia and freaks when anyone resembling a medical personnel comes near him.
My pediatrician must have intuited (or perhaps my red face, audible sigh, and dripping sweat cued her) that I had some anxiety about the labs. So she asked, “Would you like me to write a prescription for some numbing cream so the stick doesn’t hurt them?” What? Is there such a thing? Why in the world didn’t my physician father tell me about this when I was pregnant and had to be stuck like a pig a gizzilion times due to my hiding veins??? Why is this the first time I am being asked if I would like to spare my children some pain? I gratefully replied an over-enthusiastic “YES”!
The boys had their labs done on Saturday and neither of them cried one tear. They were brave, non-fidgety, and relatively unaffected by the procedure. (I didn’t tell the nurse that they had been numbed, so she was overly impressed by their courage. I figured some further positive-reinforcement wasn’t going to hurt the boys!) Now of course the cream doesn’t come without it’s label precautions, but I whole-heartedly recommend it. In fact, in the future I intend to demand it and wanted to let you know, that if you so choose, you can do the same!