Friday, June 28, 2013

Boys' Well Check-Ups

Aren't they sweet?
When Jaggar turned 4, I went ahead and bit the bullet to schedule his 4 year checkup to continue with our ongoing them of June of "let's see how many times we can go to a doctor's office."  Any parent with little ones knows what the 4 year checkup means:  shots.  4 of them to be exact.  So when I scheduled, they didn't have anything for 2 weeks, which was like 2 days before Costner turned 6 months old.  So I rescheduled it for last week when I could kill two birds with one stone and take both of them for the 4 year and 6 month checkup.  Shots and checkups for babies are sad and inconvenient, especially with how often they are in the beginning.  But taking a very aware 4 year old is beyond not fun.  Taking JAGGAR is cruel and unusual punishment.  I didn't tell him until we were getting ready, and the whining immediately began.  I couldn't tell him that he was getting shots because he wouldn't understand that at all, not that I would, but he asked if he was sick.  He didn't even understand why we were going. 

Costner was good as gold, of course.  He was 16 lbs, 14 oz and I think 27 inches long or close to it.  They didn't write it down for me like they said, and I had my hands so full with Jaggar's nonstop whining that I couldn't write it.  He, like both of the others always were and are, is in like the 90th percentile for height and 50th for weight.

Jaggar, who refused to step on the scale without tears, weighed 34lbs and I don't remember how tall he was. He, too, is in the 90th percentile for height and a little less than 50th for weight.  Yes, I panicked about this.  He has only gained a lb since his last well checkup in October.  I immediately started spiraling.  But...Travis and I are both tall and thin.  I can drive myself crazy, and I do a lot of times, but the bottom line is that Jaggar is good.  He's more than good...just not behavior wise at the doctor.  He's actually terrible. So then, which worked out for my good, while we were waiting, Jaggar started with, 'I want a shot!'  ....Um...okay!  He's the strangest kid in the world.  When she looked at his ear though, she didn't like how it looked. They did a test, and he had an ear infection! I swear he has something crazy every time we go.  Unfortunately, I think that he takes after me with being prone to ear infections. He hadn't complained, and she even had to do a test to see if it's what she thought because I guess it was a very early infection, but it was there.  She was going to write an Rx...but you know him.  "NO!  Give me a shot!" SOOOO,Costner got his shots first--3 to be exact.  Then it was Jaggar's turn.  He's used to one shot...but he got 5 this day, including the requested one for his ear.  After the 3rd one, he screamed, "I'm done!" and one of his hands got loose.  I can't blame him, but that hand knocked the needle while she was mid shot and it swiped his leg.  It cut his leg and bruised it. The nurse felt terrible, but what could she do?  As soon as the shots were done, Jaggar was good as new.  He was happy and himself.  We weren't out of there fast enough. 
Jaggar's leg from the shot swipe

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