Friday, April 20, 2012

The Doc is No Fun



Day 129:

Well Conor, let's start with the good...  You're 23.6 inches long and weighing in at a whopping 11.6 lbs!  In fact, the one thing about you that's ahead of the curve is that noggin of yours...  As if we didn't see THAT coming!  Your head is in the 65th% of kids your age, while your body weight is at 1%.  Of course, your Mother and me having pretty big heads ourselves, it was inevitable for you, Boy'O.  And more than anything, it's what's inside that melon that counts.  Though it's no wonder you have such a hard  time holding that sucker up!

So that's the good news.  Growth rate good.  Health good.  Big ole' noodle... Alls well.  Then came the shots.

You were getting a number of vaccinations and boosters today, Conor, and your regular nurse, Kailynn, wasn't in today.  Instead you got another nurse who, according to Mommy, should not be in the profession of infant child care.  In administering the shots to your leg, on one of them she jabbed a vein and Mommy said blood came streaming out, all over you, all over her, down into your toes...  Just all over.  Not to mention the screaming that ensued.  Again, I wasn't there but your Mother said they could hear you in the movie theater across the street.  Just a blood curdling, agonizing holler of pain that she said made her want to take that nurse apart...

No parent likes to see their little one in pain and they want to see their child's blood even less... Just an overall tough day.

When she finally got you home and got both you and her changed, it was up to Mommy to get you to daycare then make it to Bethesda for a client meeting that she would undoubtedly be late for.  Though what's worse than having a care in the world about what's happening at work is dropping you off at daycare.  Especially given the circumstances of the morning...

At the end of the day though, you were back to your old smiling self, though with a slight fever if only for what you endured through the day.  And thankfully, all the excitement wore you out, Boy'O.  And so now you sleep...

I love you, Boy.
-Dad

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