PSA Wednesday: Warts
Just a quick post/public service announcement. If your kid has a wart, don't even bother.
I took him to the doctor on Monday to have it removed. Doctor was a nice(ish), older, civilian.
Before doing anything to Will's wart, he lectured me for upwards of 10 minutes on how "they" don't recommend removing warts on children anymore. He proceeded to describe to me in depth, using complex terminology (maybe I should be flattered that I looked intelligent or something?) that the wart was a virus and would retreat on its own. I'm paraphrasing. I may have fallen asleep for a couple of minutes. With my eyes open.
Well, I felt a little guilty because he asked if I still wanted him to freeze the wart and I said I did. I am a horrible mother apparently, because he told me that it hurts the child and that it isn't necessary and I still want him to do it.
It took an unreasonably long amount of time for the nurse to return with the freezing gun.
So, the best part of this visit comes while he and I are standing around discussing dermatology conferences at Johns Hopkins (and by discussing, I mean that HE is expounding upon his last conference there and throwing around the random names of doctors as if I know Dr. Sidney Skindoctor, MD). He leaves the room and proceeds to return with a battered and much-loved textbook.
And shows me pictures of plantar warts. OK, this has definitely been THE most informative visit to the doctor that I've ever had. It's official.
But then...then, he turned the page (after mentioning that the next page was graphic, mind you) and showed me some very unpleasant pictures of genital warts.
I may never. Ever. Get those images out of my mind.
The more I think about this visit, the more I'm a little...disturbed that he would show those to me. Plantar warts, yes. Genital warts--reeeeaallly unnecessary.
So, along with the lecture and the guilt-trip, I got a disgusting peepshow as well.
Thanks, Navy Healthcare!
PS: Will didn't even flinch while the doctor froze his wart.
PPS: It didn't work. So I guess Dr. Werido was correct--we'll just have to wait for it to disappear. Maybe I should call and let him know so that he can call his dermatological idol, Dr. Sidney Skincare, MD.
PPPS: If anyone knows of a way to erase images from the brain, let me know. I'm open to suggestions.
I took him to the doctor on Monday to have it removed. Doctor was a nice(ish), older, civilian.
Before doing anything to Will's wart, he lectured me for upwards of 10 minutes on how "they" don't recommend removing warts on children anymore. He proceeded to describe to me in depth, using complex terminology (maybe I should be flattered that I looked intelligent or something?) that the wart was a virus and would retreat on its own. I'm paraphrasing. I may have fallen asleep for a couple of minutes. With my eyes open.
Well, I felt a little guilty because he asked if I still wanted him to freeze the wart and I said I did. I am a horrible mother apparently, because he told me that it hurts the child and that it isn't necessary and I still want him to do it.
It took an unreasonably long amount of time for the nurse to return with the freezing gun.
So, the best part of this visit comes while he and I are standing around discussing dermatology conferences at Johns Hopkins (and by discussing, I mean that HE is expounding upon his last conference there and throwing around the random names of doctors as if I know Dr. Sidney Skindoctor, MD). He leaves the room and proceeds to return with a battered and much-loved textbook.
And shows me pictures of plantar warts. OK, this has definitely been THE most informative visit to the doctor that I've ever had. It's official.
But then...then, he turned the page (after mentioning that the next page was graphic, mind you) and showed me some very unpleasant pictures of genital warts.
I may never. Ever. Get those images out of my mind.
The more I think about this visit, the more I'm a little...disturbed that he would show those to me. Plantar warts, yes. Genital warts--reeeeaallly unnecessary.
So, along with the lecture and the guilt-trip, I got a disgusting peepshow as well.
Thanks, Navy Healthcare!
PS: Will didn't even flinch while the doctor froze his wart.
PPS: It didn't work. So I guess Dr. Werido was correct--we'll just have to wait for it to disappear. Maybe I should call and let him know so that he can call his dermatological idol, Dr. Sidney Skincare, MD.
PPPS: If anyone knows of a way to erase images from the brain, let me know. I'm open to suggestions.
Comments
My pediatrician told me to "wish it away" everyday. It worked...over a year later.
BTW, keep me posted on the MN trip, Hans's command track, your newly-found love of coffee, etc. Sounds like you've been doing well!
Good to see that things haven't overly changed too much with you guys!