Thursday, March 21, 2013
I am so angry.
This morning, I headed out in our little Spring blizzard to get Silas caught up on his immunizations. I had taken his immunization records in a couple of months ago to be translated and figured out by our community health centre and we were now going back in to catch him up on some immunizations that he still needed.
We went into the little room with the nurse and went through all the questions, the measuring, etc. She went out for a minute to talk to the head nurse and then came back in tell me that she couldn't give Silas his needles unless I brought in our official adoption papers to prove that he was my child. It didn't matter that I had his health care card with his full name in my wallet.
I have NEVER been asked this before. Not with Lilah and Zoe. Not in the four years that we have had adopted children. Not for immunizations or for the countless medical appointments we have been too.
You really should never piss off a 41 year old mother, who has parented for eighteen years and who has seven children.
I asked why I wasn't told this BEFORE I came in? -- I should have been.
I asked why I have never had to show this paperwork for my other adopted children? -- I should have been asked to.
I asked why, after I had just been to the travel clinic for immunizations with all of my children, I wasn't asked for proof or any kind? -- They should have asked.
I asked why with my biological children, I was never asked to show proof that I was their mother or guardian, or that there weren't adopted? -- She shrugged her shoulders.
I asked why, just because he is chinese, they assume he isn't biological, my husband isn't sitting there... that suddenly the rules change? -- Those are just the rules. Uhhh... since when?
So if I had walked in with my biological child, or even a white adopted child, with their health care card, these questions would never even have come up.