On Thursday, we went into the medical center to have the Two’s four year health check and vaccinations done.
I was reminded again how awesome and amazing my men are.
It’s so nice to watch them meet new people.
To see them cope with a new and strange situation.
To know they are growing into socially functioning human beings.
They also have really nice teeth.
We found out that after four years, Oscar is now on ALL of the growth chart scales. Only just.
We know those charts don’t mean much in day to day life, but when your kid has thus far had his own scale drawn up by the pediatrician, it’s somewhat of an achievement when he finally breaks into the 3rd percentile.
We found out that Fraser is just as lovely, and amazing, and average as we thought he was.
We walked out with only one child vaccinated.
Osky was pulling a temp of 37.5°C. Which sounds like not much. And isn’t much,
Unless you’re a kid with a history of febrile convulsions.
Temp + Vac = higher temp.
Vaccination = No Go.
Cue major tantrum from Oscar because no one was jabbing him with needles. He’s awesome like that.
It took me a little while to figure out that it’s because he’d been promised jelly beans and stickers afterwards.
Thank goodness for understanding nurses and their stacks of sticker sheets and jars of jelly beans.
Keeping un-vaccinated four year olds calm since, well, now.
I’m always pleased, if not a little frustrated, when medical professionals take the safer-than-sorry route with Oscar.
On one hand – Yay! Taking note of his medical history and conditions is awesome. Medically treating him accordingly? Even better.
On the other hand – Far OUT! This kid can’t even get his vaccing done on schedule!
But here we are on Friday night, 24 hours after Frizz was jabbed and Osky was not.
And Frizz is running a temp of 39°C and rather unhappy with life in general.
Those nurses know their bizzo, I reckon.