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What do you mean I am too old to see my pediatrician....

I am getting my first adult doctor (besides OBGYN of course).  I think this officially means I am an adult.

When I was like 20 (before I had Haley--and before I was married), I had to go to Urgent Care for something or another on the weekend.  The doctor at the time, wanted to send some information on to my doctor so he asked for my doctor's name.  When I gave it to him, he was like...the pediatrician? As the conversation went, he basically laughed at me for still seeing my pediatrician.

I am not sure of the official moment you get cut off from your pediatrician, but I was thinking it is safe to say, once you have a kid of your own.  Just a guess.

And, honestly--I only go to the doctor if it is "Urgent"....so for the past few years, I have just gone to Urgent Care (my co-pay is the same either way).

Well, the time has come.  Following doctor's orders, I am making a follow up appointment with a primary doctor to check on this whole situation I have.  I am assuming I will be just fine, but it is hard to tell if there is blood in my pee when it is a bright orange/ red color from the medication.

The doctor I wanted to see is backed up until August, so the receptionist made me an appointment with another doctor who happens to have an opening...at well....any given point apparently.  That is reassuring (not).  Did a little research, and my new doc is fresh out of college.  Graduated from med school in 2008.   I'm sure she is going to be great--it is just going to be an adjustment seeing a new doctor.

So that is fun. Wish me and my lame kidney luck.

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