Fun morning? To say the least.
Alana is 22 pounds and 31 inches long. Pretty normal I think. I had to take her to get her 1 year shots and do the 1 year visit this morning. Not sure who takes it better, her or I. Lucky for me Victor meet us there from work. She had 4 shots today, one in each arm and one in each leg. Victor held her down for the shots as I cried watching it all happen. Why is it so easy for me to get shots and give blood? But watching my baby lay on the table held down crying... whewww... Not so easy. She was such a trooper though. I cried more then she did which is pretty normal with shots. But it's been a long time since she had shots so it was all new to her again.
When Alana was born the Dr. told us she had a heart murmur. We saw a cardiologist and she got an Echo gram done. The specialist basically told us that it was something she'd grow out of and it was nothing to worry about. But he wanted to make sure that we had it checked out again when she turned one to make sure it was gone. Well it's not. The new Dr. we saw this morning said she wants Alana to be checked out again, it should have been gone by now but it's not. Not to worry right? Me? Worry?? NEVER... I am the worst person in the world to worry about things. Thanks mom and grandma for that trait. So I'm going to make an appt with another cardiologist to have some more tests ran to see what the deal is. I'm going to try not to worry about it. Try.
In the mean time the Dr. sent us down to the lab for some blood work. For a 1 year old?? So I told Victor he could go back to work, I'm sure they were just going to prick her finger take a little blood and we'd be fine. HOLY MOLY was I WRONG! I had to sit her on my lap and put her arm up on the table JUST like when I give blood. They wrapped the blue band around her tiny little arm to find a vain... (how about I just pass out now?) I had to hold her on my lap with one hand and then hold her little hand down so they could stick the needle in and take 2, yes 2, viles of blood out of her! OH MAN! She wasn't happy and I balled..... I really think I cried more then she did. But I had to watch it and make sure she didn't move. Crazy shit being a mom, having to watch all this happen!
Alana is 22 pounds and 31 inches long. Pretty normal I think. I had to take her to get her 1 year shots and do the 1 year visit this morning. Not sure who takes it better, her or I. Lucky for me Victor meet us there from work. She had 4 shots today, one in each arm and one in each leg. Victor held her down for the shots as I cried watching it all happen. Why is it so easy for me to get shots and give blood? But watching my baby lay on the table held down crying... whewww... Not so easy. She was such a trooper though. I cried more then she did which is pretty normal with shots. But it's been a long time since she had shots so it was all new to her again.
When Alana was born the Dr. told us she had a heart murmur. We saw a cardiologist and she got an Echo gram done. The specialist basically told us that it was something she'd grow out of and it was nothing to worry about. But he wanted to make sure that we had it checked out again when she turned one to make sure it was gone. Well it's not. The new Dr. we saw this morning said she wants Alana to be checked out again, it should have been gone by now but it's not. Not to worry right? Me? Worry?? NEVER... I am the worst person in the world to worry about things. Thanks mom and grandma for that trait. So I'm going to make an appt with another cardiologist to have some more tests ran to see what the deal is. I'm going to try not to worry about it. Try.
In the mean time the Dr. sent us down to the lab for some blood work. For a 1 year old?? So I told Victor he could go back to work, I'm sure they were just going to prick her finger take a little blood and we'd be fine. HOLY MOLY was I WRONG! I had to sit her on my lap and put her arm up on the table JUST like when I give blood. They wrapped the blue band around her tiny little arm to find a vain... (how about I just pass out now?) I had to hold her on my lap with one hand and then hold her little hand down so they could stick the needle in and take 2, yes 2, viles of blood out of her! OH MAN! She wasn't happy and I balled..... I really think I cried more then she did. But I had to watch it and make sure she didn't move. Crazy shit being a mom, having to watch all this happen!
We were able to get out of there with 2 viles of blood drawn, 4 shots and a referral to the cardiologist. What a morning! I'm anxious to get her to the cardiologist to find out what is going on with her little heart. She walked out of the office and we hung out at the fountain for a few minutes to get her (my) mind off of what had just happened.
No, I didn't bring the camera, not sure she (I) wants to remember shots and blood drawn. But I did snap this picture of her with my phone while she was playing in the fountain. She had a big cotton ball on her arm wrapped in tape from the blood being taken. Having kids is the most amazing rewarding job EVER, but man, mornings like this suck! 
1 comment:
The not knowing about your little girl's heart has to be very tough! You're in my prayers. Shots are horrible. My niece, Cana- now 6, had to be held down by TWO nurses for her last shots.
Love ya!
Rosemarie
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