We took Phoebe in to have her hip ultrasound.
The pediatric hospital (where our appointment was) was like a fortress! We could not figure out how to get to the parking garage so ended up parking at the regular hospital (where Phoebe was born, basically) and walking to the pediatric hospital. But we had to walk all the way around...and still couldn't figure out where the parking garage entrance was (though we had to walk through the parking garage to get to the hospital). We finally made it and had to go through several levels of security (and COVID screening) to get registered.
And then we went over to radiology to have her imaging done.
I have to say, everyone we talked to was super nice about everything. Whoever's doing the hiring over there is doing a great job. Everyone gushed over Phoebe and talked with such sincere, comforting voices. Like they all knew that no parent ever wants to be in the children's hospital with their precious babies.
We weren't even there for a very serious reason so I didn't really need their compassion, but it was lovely to witness them being so gentle with me and with everybody else. One child got met at the door with a literal welcome wagon (for them to ride in) and a therapy dog. I imagine that child was there for something much more scary than hip imaging.
Our ultrasound technician was super friendly and very gentle with Phoebe. Phoebe just slept through the whole process (if only she would sleep now).
I had been concerned going in because I'm a bit of a rule-follower and when I made Phoebe's appointment the receptionist said, "We just ask that you bring a bottle in with you so she can comfort-feed during the procedure." And I didn't bring a bottle because Phoebe's not on a bottle.
I've never been very successful at bottle training my kids; they just wean straight to the cup.
But Phoebe didn't need to comfort-feed because she chose defense-sleeping instead.