Tuesday, January 10, 2006
15 month check up
We had a appointment at 6:00 p.m. The waiting room was empty when we got there. We got called right in. The chick doing the height and weight was the most half-assed I have ever seen. She should know better. Mommies are damned serious about these stats for their toddlers. She stood her on the scale and Emma kept moving but she says "I got it." What is it? 23 lbs. Close enough I guess. Then height, shall we stand her against the door? OK. So as soon as I set Emma down her knees buckle.

"I got it," she says.
"Um...did you see her knees buckle?"
" Yes."
"What was it?"
"28 inches."
"Um...I don't think so, last time she was at least 30 inches."
"Shall we lay her on the table and mark it?"
"Let's do that."
"31.5 inches"

Everything checked out great. I think they wanted her to have more words by now, but I'm content to wait on Emma to decide when she'll talk. She just said not to respond to pointing and grunting and try to make her say what she wants. Chest clear, heart sounds great, ears great (maybe a scar in one from the infection). She asked how many teeth. 14. She seemed convinced that Emma was in fine health.

UPDATE: On the charts she is around the 75th percentile in height and about 50 in weight. The doc said she's trending down the curve in weight but it usually doesn't concern them at this point because once they start walking, running and climbing they expect it.

So here are some pics from our wait in the examining room. Of course the first thing Emma heads for is the bright red BIOHAZARD trash bag...



Next she raids her bag to find some goodies...



She tried sitting on the floor to read her book but it was too cold on her little legs...



Finally, she plays with her favorite, the doctor's stool...

Written at 8:39 PM by Highlandgal.
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