Emily's check-up

Emily had her well-child check-up this morning.  I was a little nervous because after seven years with a wonderful family doctor in Cedar Falls, I have decided to switch doctors to one of the clinics in the hospital across the street from our house.  It just makes more sense.  The kids' new doctor is a female pediatrician, and she seems great.  She has kids of her own almost the exact same ages, so she can totally relate to everything.  I was also somewhat dreading the visit because in the past Emily hasn't even made it past measuring height and weight without screaming bloody murder, let alone get shots.  However, she absolutely astonished me by happily and completely cooperating with everyone and everything.  I attribute some of this newfound maturity to the book, Froggy Goes to the Doctor, which she received for her birthday.  It's a rather ridiculous book, but whatever helps! 

Emily measured 41.75 inches and 40.5 lbs., which is perfectly proportioned and right on track of where she's always been between the 80th and 90th percentile.  She had her first vision screening with an eye chart of pictures and shapes.  When she got to the + she called it "the thing when people get an owie".  In other words, we live next to the hospital and see/hear the ambulances come and go.  The nurses got a kick out of that one!

Emily did have to get three booster shots and the flu mist at the end of her appointment.  She laid down on the table so nice, but fell apart when she realized they had poked her and it kind of hurt.  The drama for hours afterwards was actually very comical.  She thought she could barely walk and kind of shuffled along  stiff-legged until she temporarily forgot about it.  She insisted on having help getting in and out of the van.  Tears welled up in her eyes for almost an hour as she laid out on the couch.  She begged not to have any more shots over and over again.  Thank goodness she most likely won't need any more until middle school!!  She did manage to strap on her rollerskates in the late afternoon, so you know it wasn't too bad.  ;o)  I also finally convinced her she could take the band-aids off and get in the bathtub before bed.  She has never kept a band-aid on for longer than 2 minutes up until this point.  We're just thankful for such a super-healthy, growing girl!