this afternoon mom took me to the doctor. the real doctor. she called him in the morning and booked me a slot. i had fun in the waiting room. i pushed buggy into chairs and crashed him into walls. i dragged the furniture around. i jiggled door handles. it was just me and mom so i wasn't bothering anyone.
the doctor came for me, i tried to hide behind mom. mom told the doctor that i had been sick for ages, lots of green snot in the morning and then clear snot in the afternoon. she told him about how i was so sick a few weeks ago i just slept but now i was fine, my usual self, just full of snot. doctor listened to my chest and back with his deafoscope. i did not like that one bit. i screamed and tried to run away. doctor said everything sounded fine. he said i looked fine and there was nothing causing him concern. i just had a cold i couldn't shake or had a cold and then caught a new cold right afterward. mom told him that we were getting ready to fly soon which is why she brought me in, she just wanted to make sure my head wouldn't explode. doctor said that since i was full of snot, flying would make me unhappy but there was a product mom could buy and it would help keep me comfortable with the added bonus of knocking me out. doctor said he uses it on his kids all the time when they fly and it works great. it's a sleepy time pain killer snot drier that you can just buy, no need for a prescription. ok, so mom was happy and doctor was happy and i was mildly annoyed but happy when we left.
mom took me to boots to buy this medicine the doctor told her about. she found it on the shelf and took it to the counter to pay. the counter lady asked who was going to take this medicine. it's for hardwick, the doctor told him to have it. counter lady said, i can't sell it to you, he's not allowed to have this medicine under current government advice. mom growled at the counter lady and said a lot of stuff i didn't understand, she sounded really scary and menacing though. counter lady said, nope, if you want the medicine get a prescription from the doctor. mom just wheeled me away grumbling to herself.
on the way home she shouted at a strange guy for good measure.
(really she did, but turns out she was just being helpful. we were on the bridge and the sidewalk is really narrow, a guy was coming towards us and he was tapping a big white stick. mom said- hiya, i've got a buggy and we're against the wall. the guy said thank you and walked on by us. mom says some times you have to tell the guys with white sticks you're there or they might give you a good whack by accident.) it's a good thing mom doesn't have a stick, she probably would have given the counter lady a couple of good whacks.