Well, we have polar opposite children when it comes to doctor office demeanor. Brady fought every last procedure yesterday, from the scale to the stethoscope, he was a little monster from start to finish. So you can imagine how the shots went. He was NOT pleased. He kept saying, "Mommy, she hurt me! She hurt my arm! Owwwwww!" I was surprised that they stuck him (and Maddie) in the arms instead of his chubby little legs (he's got so much meat on those thighs that it wouldn't have hurt as much) but they said that if he had any swelling, they didn't want it to hurt him to walk. I suppose that's a good point, but STILL, he's a baby! Arm shots are for grown-ups! Aaarrrgggghhh!
Can you say mommy guilt? I felt TERRIBLE and he knew it. That little boy got everything he wanted for the rest of the day yesterday. So I'm just a bit tired today after him wearing me OUT yesterday and last night. Gosh, he knows how to work me.
BUT, he didn't spike a fever at ALL yesterday or this morning, so maybe we'll be in the clear with that side effect. Here's hoping. All in all, he had a good checkup, exam-wise. He's a healthy little tank of a boy that weighs 5 pounds more than his big sister!
Looking forward to a trip home this weekend and next week. We're going to rent a minivan (yes, I've turned into a soccer mom, I LOVE those things) for the trip to try it out before I make Glynn buy me one. We've got a bunch of meetings next week concerning the new practice and we're excited to keep moving forward. It's exhilarating and terrifying at the same time. On Monday, we're going to tour a bunch of spaces with our real estate agent. That's the fun part. The next day, we've set up a meeting with our loan officer. You know, the guy that's gonna give us all the money to build this incredible dental palace we want to have. We're going by the Field of Dreams theory, if we build it, the patients will come. Especially in Lee's Summit.
We still have yet to talk to the retired Army colonel that wants us to take over his practice too. I have to admit, it sounds almost ideal but for a few details that are potential deal-breakers for us. It's such a big decision, one that we lose sleep over every night. We're 97% sure we're going the Lee's Summit route, but one more visit with Col Kittle and we'll make up our minds for good.
I hope.
Anyway, it's a big week coming up. any prayers that you could spare would be greatly appreciated. We need to choose a path and hit the ground running even more than we already are.
I'd better sign off, it's time for me to once again put my boss hat on and get some of these corpsmen back to work. I can hear the loud LOUD gossip and socializing from down the hall. Is it too much to ask that people just WORK when they're here? I'm not saying don't have fun while you're here but JEEZ, take it down a few thousand decibels! UGH!!
More later when I can hear myself think.
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