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Day One June 1
June First. June Day? Probably not. While not overly eventful, the day was full: swim team; Dollar Tree; scrapbook store. And, now, typing this while I wait for every one of my daughter’s civil and privacy rights to be violated. In other words: School Sports’ Physicals. For $15 and a mere 2 ½ hours of our time (that would be 5 hours collectively) my child will be declared physically fit to participate in sports in our school district. This “service” is offered as a courtesy from the town’s doctor’s clinic.
Starting at 4:30 (or earlier if you happen to know someone and are on a team with a game starting soon) girls 6th- 12th grade are invited to bring their completed paperwork and be slowly herded through “the process”. I think my favorite part of this is that the scale is on the clinic’s porch and is manned by the junior high secretary. Not that I think the secretary isn’t capable of using a scale, the question is – should she? Last year I was told by a rather impertinent worker (once we got inside the building) that *I* have a problem with this because I’m from .. The Big City. Yeah .. I’m sure that nothing unbecoming ever happens in this small town.
Of course, once inside, the eye chart is in the waiting room and the blood pressure screening is in the hallway. No. No .. really, *I* have a problem with this because for $15.00 and two hours of my time I’m consenting to everyone freely disregarding all those HIPPA forms I’ve signed in triplicate each and every time I’ve walked through a doctor’s door. I have a problem with this because it goes against every mom instinct I’ve developed in The Big City and in some way, part of my soul dies every time I give in. OK. OK. Perhaps not my SOUL exactly .. just my sense of “Where in the heck do we live again?” Then again, it’s another chance for the Kyd to hang with friends while mom does .. what .. sit in the car. Not always are things all THAT different than in The Big City.
Kyd
Nothing REALLY exciting happened today, we went up to the scrap-book store, where I helped model for various pictures that are to be put on the web-site. We then picked up one of my friend's and headed over to my Sport's Physical which took FOREVER! Every kid got a number and mine was 50! Like I said FOREVER! Well, that's all that happened today!
Dear Kyd,
ReplyDeletePlease review appropriate use of apostrophes. You're making me, as a former home school mom, look bad.
Love,
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