Today we went to see the new pediatrician. Thought it would be a good idea to find a man, so the boys could chat with him about guy stuff if needed. The office I chose had two men, one of whom is a young Russian immigrant. He seemed nice enough. Asked a lot of questions - twice - which made me wonder if he was just a bit distracted.
After the doc left, I asked Jacob for his opinion. He Whispered very loudly that he was going to have to cut off his left leg from the knee down.
"When he leaned over to listen to my heart, his balls touched my leg....cut it off , cut it off!!!"
Now I was in the room and I assure you the mans balls were covered with pants - but it didn't matter to Jake ---so we'll have to see if he recovers or if we have to find a new pediatrician.
The Story behind the Stories
When Jake was three, he was diagnosed with a nasal encephalocoele which required brain surgery. Ever since then, he has struggled to catch up academically, but his heart is one of the purest I have ever known. Because his brain didn't process well, he never learned stranger anxiety and most of the time doesn't fear anything. I started these as a way to remember all the things he says and does that are so very different from my other children. The aftermath of that brain surgery has been ADD and epilepsy, which he has also taken in stride. He is a joy most of the time, I only wish people could appreciate his uniqueness and spirit, rather than wanting him to fit into a mold.
Wednesday, January 12, 2005
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- Mother to 3 wonderous young adults, dreamer, daughter, and still in search of love's elusive gifts