Showing posts with label puberty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label puberty. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 29, 2016

I wonder if...

The moon is changing. Lots of weirdness going on in this neck of the woods in RehabLand.

1. I was doing a patient visit today and I thought I was going to hear a sad tale of woe. Said patient got one of those "grandkids need money to stay out of jail" scammer calls. He almost fell for it, but his daughter called some of my friends (yes, I do have some) at ReallySwankySuburb PD and they told her not to do anything, since it's a scam.  It's a very good one, too, with multiple phone calls, etc. The patient was pretty proud that it was Senior 1, Scammer 0, and so was I.

2. The boys at home are crabby. All day, every day. Bubba forgot his lacrosse stick and missed his last game. Puberty is driving everyone nuts.

3. My equipment I wished for is messed up. Hopefully, our guy in safety can get it fixed. Hurry up and wait for the specialty mechanics.

Will Friday get her sooner? If only...

Stay tuned.


Monday, December 23, 2013

Starting with a bang

Oh, it's the first day of vacation, so it's got to be memorable.

I took Bubba out to pick up WildDog's ashes from the vet. He and Dahey plan to inter WildDog in our yard where he worked so hard to keep a yard full of oaks squirrel-free in his prime. As consolation, we picked up a half-dozen donuts Bubba was to share with Dahey, who was at work.

Bubba ate one donut in the car. He said, "I'll share with Dad."

We came home, and I did a lot of work around the house: cleaning, decluttering, and sorting out goods to donate to charity. While doing all this, I bruised my hand, burnt myself and got a blister.

When I finally had a moment to look in the Super Donut box, there was only one left. Bubba had eaten the other five.

His response, "I'm going through puberty, so I'm hungry."

I'm going to need to fill the pantry and buy a new refrigerator if this appetite is any indication of what might happen in high school.

Stay tuned.

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Bubba in public health?

Who knows?

As I had correctly guessed, there was no call from the teacher, etc., because Bubba decided to show off the infamous teen book at the end of the day. Apparently, it sat on his desk all day, untouched.

He decided to show a friend one of the drawings. There really aren't that many in the book, but there is one that shows a circumcised penis and an uncircumcised one and the changes in puberty.

He was written up and had to spend two hours in the Principal's office doing work. His offense: "Not respecting other's body parts". Even if the "other" was a book illustration. (The boys pointed at the drawing and laughed.)

Ah, growing up is full of all sorts of adventures.

More to come...

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Never a dull moment

Bubba likes to tell me he's a "preteen". He's growing up.

So to get ready for the those awkward years, I bought this book, geared to 10-12 year olds.  He was not even remotely interested in it. It's written by folks from the American Medical Association, who have over 2600 other titles there.

Today he decided to take it to school, and it was promptly confiscated, after he showed it to another kid.

I explained that it was not his job to educate his classmate. My job is to educate him, and that was not a choice I would have made.

We shall see how this goes. So far, no note from the teacher or phone call.

The movie in health class is scheduled for March right before spring break.

More later...