I'm not going to lie. I told Todd he should stay home and hang out with us today. I didn't nudge too hard but I strongly suggested. Not very responsible but it's hard to want moments in the big bed like the one pictured below to end. Especially when they typically only happen on Sunday mornings. And I knew that if he stayed home, he'd be able to go to Spencer's clinic appointment with us. I appreciate the fact that it's been 8 weeks between appointments, but they still bum me out.
My suggestion didn't fly which is for the best since I was already missing work to take Spencer to his appointment at the Oncology clinic. He's still at 27.5 inches but he FINALLY gained some weight, probably from the introduction of table foods. He's at 16 pounds and 10 ounces, and he also had perfect blood pressure and temperature. The nurses we're cooing all over him, per usual, and can't believe how big he's gotten. Then say his face really does look like a little boy and not a baby anymore. Le sigh.
His initial exam was great and this was confirmed by his treating physician. And they got his blood on the first try! Spencer was anxious about it before they even got NEAR him so he was pretty dramatic when all was said and done. They said they'd call me with the results so I didn't have to wait around (they even ran a recheck on his thyroid for me which was recommended by the specialist). But they said they aren't expecting to see anything. It's all just monitoring and that's fine by me!
And we don't go back for 9 weeks!!!!!!
Just waking up from the car ride.
Enjoying some pre-blood draw snacks.
Already mad and all I was doing was holding a heating back on his arm to make his veins easier to find.
UPDATE: I just got the results and everything regarding his typical draw looked good. Hemoglobin and platelets were good and while the complete neutrophil count was borderline low, it was still WAY better than it has been. So borderline low may just be his brand of normal. I was happy to hear all of this and it's what I expected.
What I DIDN'T expect was for his thyroid test to come back ABNORMAL. They said one of his tests had slightly elevated levels. They asked how to get a hold of his Endocrinologist because they'd probably want to do more tests but he doesn't have one! He doesn't need any more doctors! He doesn't need any more TESTS! So now I need to call his Pediatrician and find out what to do next.
I probably don't really need to cry but I think I'm going to go ahead and do it anyway.
I don't want this guy to go through anything else. I don't want to go through any more either.
DAMN IT.
Stupid thyroid! Hopefully that all turns out alright! I am definitely familiar with thyroid silliness. My mum, dad, grandma, friend Mallorie, friend Chris, Daniela's mom, etc etc etc... all have thyroid issues. I am probably destined to eventually, too, since it is very hereditary.
ReplyDeleteOK! I feel so much better, now, being ALL caught up on your blog. Whew!! I am also ALL late for work now. HA! Oops!
I love you lady and I miss you. Let's get together ASAP.
I know that in the grand scheme of things, a thyroid issue is NOT the worst thing possible. We've dealt with WAY worse. But I don't want him DEALING with anything else, you know? It's just killing me. And it's killing me that I've been calling his doc for 1/2 an hour and it's been BUSY.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy work. And let's plan a get together, for real.