Love

Our job is to love others without stopping to inquire whether or not they are worthy.
That is not our business and, in fact, it is nobody's business.
What we are asked to do is to love, and this love itself will render both ourselves and our neighbors worthy if anything can.

Thomas Merton (1915 - 1968)

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Annual Check Up at the Pediatrician's

We scheduled the kids appointments together for their annual check-ups.  The ride to the pediatrician's office was filled with questions about whether or not there would be any shots.

It was still worrying the kids very much, even through the measuring process.  Fear is such a bad thing. :(

Owen is inching closer to that 50 pound mark and will soon get to move that bottom weight one notch to the right.

Owen's pulse was getting checked and he was still a little subdued.

After height, weight, and pulse checks, both kids got to pee in a cup and they thought that was pretty cool.  This was the first successful year for both.  Last year, Owen immediately poured it out into the toilet because he didn't understand that it would be tested and Chloe was empty last year.  Both were totally intrigued by the little door into the wall where we placed their pee cups and asked questions about how people on the other side would know to look for their pee.  :)

Then Owen had a quick vision test.

Owen liked the little dixie cup for covering one eye.

Chloe wanted to say the names of letters and resorted to chewing on her fingers when she was told to stop and let Owen read the letter names.

Once in the exam room, the nurse measured their blood pressure.

Dr. Landis told us he could see Owen's brains when looking in his ears.


He told Chloe that he could see Mommy when looking in one ear and out the other.  She missed his humor, but I was a little amused.

Chloe did a good job at opening wide to show off her tonsils.

I think this is the last year we will schedule their check ups together.  Their fear played off the other and escalated to howling, screaming and fighting over getting their fingers pricked for a little blood test.  It was not fun for any of us involved.  We were all thankful that the flu vaccines could be given as a mist to the nose.  

Discussions on the ride home revolved around the dislike of shots and how they don't like going to the doctor's office, but like going to the dentist.

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