We finally made it to the doctor for a 2-year well check-up.
Insurance had us on a slight delay.
So it was inevitable that late last night Gavin woke up sounding AWFUL. Very hoarse, yet not sounding like that of a "barking-seal." He cried. I rocked. And we watched Chuggington into the wee hours of the morning.
THE DOCTOR VISIT
Weight: 37 pounds 6 ounces (97 percentile)
Height: 37 1/2 inches (85 percentile)
Head Circumference: 20 1/2 inches (97 percentile)
The nurse asked if we had anyone TALL in our family.
(5 out of 10 people in our immediate family are well over 6 feet)
Strange that's only 50%. Feels higher.
Then the doctor came in.
Diagnosis: Croup.
Doctor orders: prescription steroids.
Poor guy :(
Feelings mutual, buddy.
Buuuut, no shots today. Another two week postponement.
For being such a trooper at the docs, a Happy Meal surprise was just what Mommy ordered.
oh, that face. What a perfect picture.
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