Monkey came to me the other night to ask me an important question.
She waited until I wasn’t distracted by one of my favorite TV shows, “The Walking Dead”. However, she did ask during a commercial break, so I did miss part of the show. It doesn’t matter. I’m honored that she came to me.
Monkey is now 16. Apparently, she’s been having some “woman issues” that has her concerned and asked me if I could make her an appointment with the doctor.
I asked her several questions to make sure I understood the nature of her concerns. I’ll admit, my first thought was she is pregnant and I asked her if she thought she was (her boyfriend, while sweet as can be, is 18, so Hun and I have been insistent on chaperones and expectations – but they’re kids – they’ll do what they’ll do). She insisted that she was not. Other than being concerned that a pregnancy test at the doctor’s office might involve a needle, she was unconcerned that the doctor would require one.
Monkey is usually a horrible liar, so I’m as confident as I can be that she doesn’t believe she is pregnant, so I currently choose to believe she isn’t as well.
At one point during the conversation, my show came back on and Monkey pointed that out. We weren’t done talking (the sound was already muted, but I didn’t think about it till later that I could have just paused the show on our DVR – duh!). I told her that our conversation was much more important than any silly TV show. I can’t be certain, but I think that made her feel better.
Towards the end of our conversation, I asked her if she had talked to her mom about these concerns. She quietly said no. When I asked why not, she just shrugged her shoulders and looked away. I encouraged her to talk to her mom about this. I reminded her that her dad and I only wanted her to be safe and healthy and the doctor may want to do some things that her mom didn’t agree with. She nodded her head and we left the conversation there with me promising to make her an appointment.
This may end up being a battle with Jetsam.
Other than routine doctor appointments, she fights us on everything else medical related.
I suspect that one of the treatments the doctor will suggest is for Monkey to go on birth control. Not because she is sexually active (although, she might be), but rather to help control her hormones. If that happens, I am going to highly suggest an option that doesn’t require remembering to take pills.
And anything I suggest is automatically wrong in Jetsam’s opinion.
Once I have the appointment made, I’m going to set Monkey down and talk to her some more to make sure I understand why she hasn’t talked to her mom about this. I’m also going to explain why I need her to talk to her mom about it. Why she needs to be able to confidently stand up to her mom if she disagrees with her mom’s opinion, especially in regards to Monkey’s own health.
It’ll be an interesting next couple of weeks.