The next day I called the department to grill them about Dr. Gelehter and definitely labeled myself as a weirdo. A woman answered the phone. I introduced myself and let her know of my concern. She was very nice and asked me what I would like to know about Maren's new doctor. I don't know why I was caught off guard, but I was. I hesitated and then like an idiot asked, "Um... is she nice?" It was followed by a kinda long pause. Finally the secretary said, "Yes." In my defense, I think my question was totally legitimate. I don't want some jerk working with my kid! I asked a few more intelligent questions and was told that Dr. Ensing hand-picked this new doctor for Maren. I felt better but still wanted to see her.
As soon as I got off the phone I jumped online to find Dr. Gelehter on U of M's website. I read her bio, pulled up her picture, called Maren over and said in a super excited/happy voice, "Check out your new doctor!" Maren came over, pulled her glasses glasses down like some old librarian, took a look and hollered, "Ugh! She sucks!" and then walked back to where she came from-- 3 inches from the TV. Wonderful.
All the worrying was for nothing. The visit went really well. Maren looked/sounded good and both Randy and I really like Dr. Gelehter. She was, in fact, very nice. She seemed to know what she was talking about and, bonus, Maren really liked her. It was probably the most uneventful cardiology visit we've ever had. Yay!
Here's a Maren video-- nothing to do with the post, but I love it. She's singing I'm not sure what song, but I think it's from Fresh Beat Band...