This choice: Baby doesn’t look well, Doctor time • Go Back...Chapter #2Baby doesn’t look well, Doctor time by: Heyhey2910   Oh my, you don’t look so good baby, well don’t you worry, Doctor Amanda and nurse Layla p will take good care of you”
Your laying down on The changing table wearing nothing apart from your pacifier and diaper that was just put on you. Amanda and Layla walk over as Layla hands a case full of real doctor’s equipment to Amanda as the latter says, “ok first things first, let’s check your heart rate” Amanda presses the stethoscope against your chest and holds it there, it feels cold and uncomfortable, she puts the stethoscope away and picks you up, “you’re heart rate’s a little high but that’s nothing to worry about, now let’s weigh you” says Amanda hands you to Layla who puts you down on a set of scales, after a couple of seconds of looking at the scales, she picks you up and hands you back to Amanda, who carries you back to the table
“You’re a little underweight so we’re gonna have to feed you” you look at her shocked, “feed me, I don’t need to eat, I’m not even hungry” Layla looks at you with a stern face and says “now if doctor Amanda says that her patient needs to eat, then her patient needs to eat and there’s not gonna be any ands ifs or buts about it” Layla hands Amanda a paddle pop stick and a small light “now let’s check inside that pretty little mouth of yours, say ahhh” says Amanda, as you open your mouth Amanda presses the paddle pop stick against your tongue and shines the light in your mouth for about a minute then removes both of them,
“Ok baby you’re doing so well and we’re almost done” says Amanda as Layla places you on your stomach and pulls down your diaper, “only thing left is to check your temperature the old fashioned way” you look worried as she says while handing a rectal thermometer to Amanda “now we can do this the easy way or the hard way” says Amanda.
You try to crawl away but layla puts the full force of her palm on your back stopping you, “we’re doing this the hard way then” says Amanda as she slowly inserts the thermometer into your rectum, as you squirm around all Layla does is rub your back softly and say “there there baby, it’ll all be over soon, everything will be ok” after a couple of minutes Amanda removes the thermometer and Layla pulls your diaper back up, and sits you up.
“Ok, your temperature is higher than normal so nurse Layla needs to get doctor Amanda your special medicine”, Layla leaves the room and comes back 5 minutes later with a large spoon and a bottle of castor oil, you watch as she hands them to Amanda and she pours almost the entire bottle onto the spoon and as she walks towards you she says “you are a sick baby, so now you have to take, castor oil, now open wide, say ahhhh” you reluctantly swallow the oil, you want to spit it out but Layla covers your mouth forcing you to swallow it.
Amanda picks you up and says “well we need to feed you so that we can put some weight on that cute wittle tummy wummy of yours, and not only that, but your need to make some poopy woopies in your diapey wipey”.
Amanda sets you back into the high chair and she says “time to feed the baby, we’re gonna   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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