Bring the pain
Isaac saw Dr. M today for his 4-year checkup today. I knew for a fact he would be getting at least one shot, so I prepped him well in advance. We've been reading Nicky Goes to the Doctor regularly for a couple of weeks now. I told him that yes, it would hurt, but it would only be long enough for him to say "ow!" and then it would be over. He told me, "When I get a shot, I'm going to go like this:" and then he pressed his lips tightly together, wordlessly saying that there would be no fussing from THIS big boy.
Isaac measured in at the 50th percentile for height and weight, at 36 pounds and just shy of 41 inches tall. Because I enjoy this adult-height estimation calculator, I plugged in his numbers. It told me Isaac should top out at 5' 11" -- a respectable, manly height, yes?
He was delightful and cooperative with Dr. M throughout. She set the tone by asking him the questions, not me ("Are you eating your vegetables?"), so I let the two of them carry on and did my best to suppress my giggles. He was amazed by his reflexes -- "Did you see that? My leg jumped up all by itself! Why does it do that?" -- and by having his blood pressure taken -- "I can hear my heart!"
Also delightful was the fact that, though Dr. M sat and patiently listened all around his chest for several minutes, she could find no trace of the innocent heart murmur she heard last year. And, although everyone and their moms reassured me that it was no big deal, I still heave the biggest sigh today. I am thankful to be lucky among women because my kids are so healthy.
Turns out Isaac got not one, but two shots today -- a DTaP booster and another round for polio. He sat on my lap, and the nurse told him to count to three, that by "three" his shot would be done. As he said "one", she stuck him good, and he said a big and reasonable "OW!" When she reached "three", she withdrew the needle and stepped back, she and I both watching him intently to see when he was going to lose it. As he clawed at his arm and slapped it like he was trying to swat a fly, he took a look at us silly ladies openly staring at him and said, in the most annoyed voice he could muster, "I'm FINE! I'm fine." And he was. The same story with the other arm. The nurse and I fawned over him like he'd just come home from a war.
Isaac measured in at the 50th percentile for height and weight, at 36 pounds and just shy of 41 inches tall. Because I enjoy this adult-height estimation calculator, I plugged in his numbers. It told me Isaac should top out at 5' 11" -- a respectable, manly height, yes?
He was delightful and cooperative with Dr. M throughout. She set the tone by asking him the questions, not me ("Are you eating your vegetables?"), so I let the two of them carry on and did my best to suppress my giggles. He was amazed by his reflexes -- "Did you see that? My leg jumped up all by itself! Why does it do that?" -- and by having his blood pressure taken -- "I can hear my heart!"
Also delightful was the fact that, though Dr. M sat and patiently listened all around his chest for several minutes, she could find no trace of the innocent heart murmur she heard last year. And, although everyone and their moms reassured me that it was no big deal, I still heave the biggest sigh today. I am thankful to be lucky among women because my kids are so healthy.
Turns out Isaac got not one, but two shots today -- a DTaP booster and another round for polio. He sat on my lap, and the nurse told him to count to three, that by "three" his shot would be done. As he said "one", she stuck him good, and he said a big and reasonable "OW!" When she reached "three", she withdrew the needle and stepped back, she and I both watching him intently to see when he was going to lose it. As he clawed at his arm and slapped it like he was trying to swat a fly, he took a look at us silly ladies openly staring at him and said, in the most annoyed voice he could muster, "I'm FINE! I'm fine." And he was. The same story with the other arm. The nurse and I fawned over him like he'd just come home from a war.
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great job Issac! That's awesome he took it so well.
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