Tuesday, July 26, 2011

"Doctor, doctor, give me the news...

...I've got a bad case of lovin' you."  Robert Palmer, anyone? 
When you're pregnant, people mention that babies go to the doctor a lot.  Which seems pretty obvious at the time, I mean, of course babies go to the doctor.  A big questions that I got while pregnant was not how much maternity leave I was taking, but also how much sick leave had I saved up for the routine visits.  But really, people were not kidding.  I know that we're lucky, James is a pretty healthy little guy.  Knock on wood, he's only really had 2 ear infections and 1 case of pink eye.  But due to his preemie status, heart issues, our family history of muscular dystrophy, and a few hospital screw ups (I'm looking at you, University of Maryland Medical Center), I feel like we've been to the doctor a lot!  Maybe I just feel that way because I too go to various specialists; this morning alone I scheduled my sleep study, a follow up with the ENT for after the sleep study, and James' yearly eye dilation.  These three appointments are in August.  September brings James' 15 month appointment and my 4 month check up with the endocrinologist.  Coincidentally, during the writing of this blog, Adam called me to let me know he's got 3 more dentist appointments coming up.
Oh, and our dog, Mac, has to go get a shot next week too!


  1. Wait, why does James have to have his eyes dilated yearly? Bella had a vision check, but she didn't have to have her eyes dilated. Do tell, do tell.

  2. James was on nasal oxygen for 4 days in the NICU, so he has to get them dilated. There are more concerns for preemies who were ventilated, but they check him just in case. Or just because they can collect another co-pay, but now I'm being snarky!