peglem
02-24-2007, 01:55 AM
Allie had her neuro appt. today. (the one made last October!). Yesterday, I went to scope things out because trips never go well when I don't even know where I'm going. I brought my 21yo son along, because one never travels alone with Allie unless she is familiar with where we are going. Allie's fear of elevators is really bad and since the appt. was on the fourth floor and stairs are usually right next to the elevator( she's afraid to even look at them, not just ride) I decided not to deal with the stairs/elevator in the parking garage as well. So I had my son drop us off between the garage and the medical building(very close together) and then "valet" park the car. While we were waiting for him to emerge from the garage, I was trying to prepare Allie, assuring her we would take the stairs instead of the elevator. As soon as she heard the "e" word she took off running into the street (not busy, but still way too dangerous). Well, I shouted for her to stop and gave chase (I can't believe I caught her!) and finally caught up with her in the parking lot on the other side of the street. I must have been a site- this big, fat lady dashing after this little girl who is just going berserk. So, she was trying hard to escape my grasp *whew* and finally my son comes out of the garage and helps me get her back across the street.
Now, this medical building is set up so that the 1st floor stairwell is only accessable from the outside(good we won't even see the elevators on the way in!). But, it is kept locked. So, yesterday, when I was scoping the place to plan my "getting her there" stategy, I asked the security guard about it and he said, no problem, just let me know and I'll buzz you in.
So, I leave my son w/ Allie at the door to the stairwell and go to ask the guard to let us in. I don't know where the guard went, but he wasn't there. I waited a few minutes, no guard in sight, so I decided to take the elevator to the 2nd floor so I could go down the stairs and let them in myself- sure took a long time! My son said she checked things out through the window and was calm when she didn't see an elevator, but was knocking on the door and trying to find a way to get it open. So we trooped up 4 flights of stairs-I sure am glad they moved down from the 9th to the 4th floor! But, the office we need to go to is.......RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE ELEVATOR! So, we spend the next several minutes finding a route where we don't have to actually pass in front of the elevators.
Once we got in the waiting room, everything went fine and dandy...very calm.
Before the appt. was over, i sent my son to the parking garage, letting him know I'd call for the car when we were all done. While I was talking to the receptionist about setting up the tests and Allie just decided it was time to leave and headed to the door....until she opened it and saw ...................THE ELEVATOR! This was rather behing my back as I was trying to get instructions from the receptionist. When I turned around, she was just gone! The people in the waiting room noticed my confusion and told me, pointing, that she had just run through that door. Turns out she was running around in the office area- but when I went through the door, I just saw a long passage with many, many doors- no Allie. One of the employees waved to me from the other end of the hall and said she was down there. She was running around maniacally, avoiding all attempts to be caught. When I did finally catch up with her (by now, I'm lost in a maze) they direct me back to the exit into the waiting room. As soon as she saw the waiting room, back she dashed to the office area. So, I explained that she was terrified of the elevators and would not go that way. These were sure patient people and I'm glad they didn't fail to see the humor in all of us being flummoxed by this crafty little girl! They showed me a back exit to the stairwell and we managed to herd Allie in that direction. Once she saw that it was stairs, she was fine and we exited. She was even careful on the stairs. My son was on the way with the car, it looked like we were homefree. At, the bottom of the stairs, she dashed out the door and was headed for the street. I guess she's not accustomed to valet parking! Anyway, I got her on the grass before she got to the street and held her down (got bit, but...) until the car got there...and then she was fine. *whew* I always feel such a sense of victory and accomplishment after something like this...like I'm some kind of hero or maybe survivor is a better word!
So, the neuro is going to set up a 24hour video EEG and an MRI for her.
Now, this medical building is set up so that the 1st floor stairwell is only accessable from the outside(good we won't even see the elevators on the way in!). But, it is kept locked. So, yesterday, when I was scoping the place to plan my "getting her there" stategy, I asked the security guard about it and he said, no problem, just let me know and I'll buzz you in.
So, I leave my son w/ Allie at the door to the stairwell and go to ask the guard to let us in. I don't know where the guard went, but he wasn't there. I waited a few minutes, no guard in sight, so I decided to take the elevator to the 2nd floor so I could go down the stairs and let them in myself- sure took a long time! My son said she checked things out through the window and was calm when she didn't see an elevator, but was knocking on the door and trying to find a way to get it open. So we trooped up 4 flights of stairs-I sure am glad they moved down from the 9th to the 4th floor! But, the office we need to go to is.......RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE ELEVATOR! So, we spend the next several minutes finding a route where we don't have to actually pass in front of the elevators.
Once we got in the waiting room, everything went fine and dandy...very calm.
Before the appt. was over, i sent my son to the parking garage, letting him know I'd call for the car when we were all done. While I was talking to the receptionist about setting up the tests and Allie just decided it was time to leave and headed to the door....until she opened it and saw ...................THE ELEVATOR! This was rather behing my back as I was trying to get instructions from the receptionist. When I turned around, she was just gone! The people in the waiting room noticed my confusion and told me, pointing, that she had just run through that door. Turns out she was running around in the office area- but when I went through the door, I just saw a long passage with many, many doors- no Allie. One of the employees waved to me from the other end of the hall and said she was down there. She was running around maniacally, avoiding all attempts to be caught. When I did finally catch up with her (by now, I'm lost in a maze) they direct me back to the exit into the waiting room. As soon as she saw the waiting room, back she dashed to the office area. So, I explained that she was terrified of the elevators and would not go that way. These were sure patient people and I'm glad they didn't fail to see the humor in all of us being flummoxed by this crafty little girl! They showed me a back exit to the stairwell and we managed to herd Allie in that direction. Once she saw that it was stairs, she was fine and we exited. She was even careful on the stairs. My son was on the way with the car, it looked like we were homefree. At, the bottom of the stairs, she dashed out the door and was headed for the street. I guess she's not accustomed to valet parking! Anyway, I got her on the grass before she got to the street and held her down (got bit, but...) until the car got there...and then she was fine. *whew* I always feel such a sense of victory and accomplishment after something like this...like I'm some kind of hero or maybe survivor is a better word!
So, the neuro is going to set up a 24hour video EEG and an MRI for her.