3 year check up

So I tried to prepare Abi for going to the doctor today for her 3 year check up by telling her exactly what was going to happen: we would sit in the waiting room with the fish tank and the nice lady medical assistant would come get us and weigh and measure her, then we would see the doctor and she would listen to her heart, look in her eyes, ears, and mouth, ect. Abi said that would be OK and she wouldn't be scared. We were in the waiting room and everything was going good I was thinking this might be OK, Abi was looking at the fish in the fish tank when an older man came out and called her name. He had grey hair and a beard and my heart sank I knew this was not going to go well the question at that point was how bad can it be? I saw the fear in Abi's face as we made our way down the hallway to be weighed. Abi does NOT like men, the only way this was going to work was if we had the normal nice young lady medical assistant. She melted on the floor and refused to go near the scale because the guy was there. The guy was just helping out the regular medical assistant (thank goodness or I'd have to change doctors), but the damage was done it was too late by the time the regular medical assistant showed up and it was damage control time. Abi was laying on the ground kicking and screaming refusing to even stand up much less get on the scale. Multiple nurses and medical assistants were coming out in the hallway to see what was going on and trying to help (by blowing bubbles and showing her stickers). After manhandling her a bit because bribery and reasoning failed we got her weighed and measured and into the room. Things went a bit better after that, she cooperated with the doctor and even smiled (no shots-thank god!).

Abi is still in the 97% for height and weight. Her BMI was in the normal range but the doctor said it was a bit high so she might be at risk for obesity as she gets older and we need to make sure she eats healthy and gets exercise. I wanted to say we do eat healthy and get exercise and never eat fast food but it was too late the damage was done, I felt like a bad parent for having a big child. The doctor also pretty much said there is nothing we can do about making her poo on the potty she has to decide on her own, which I'm not sure I agree with either. I'm feeling a little bummed about everything that went down at the doctor, hoping the day gets better from here.