No more shots till he's FOUR!
Isaac's 18-month check-up was today. I think the grandmas probably could have heard the screaming from Indiana. Usually he is pretty good at the doctor's, but now that everything has to be his way or the highway all the time, it went pretty much like this:
"NO I will not share that car in the waiting room!"
"NO how dare you put me on this scale, and in the buff at that!"
"NO I will not lie still so you can measure me!"
"NO she cannot put those thingys in my ears!"
"NO she needs to get that measuring tape off my head NOW!"
"NONONONONNONO with the shots! Gimme back that Big Bird band-aid!"
Including the fully-functional lungs, he is all-around a super-healthy guy. As I had suspected, he has gotten much taller relative to his previous check-up -- last time his height was in the 30th-or-so percentile, this time he's in the 55th. Weight and head fatness are also around the 50th percentile. The official tale of the tape: he weighs 26 lbs 2 oz, he's 32 1/2" tall, and his noggin is 19" around. A hefty young man to lug around, no doubt.
We only had two shots today, the pneumococcal conjugate to prevent certain types of meningitis (which he's already had two or three of) and his flu shot. I was a little worried about shots after Erin and Ben's terrible DTaP adventure, but it turns out that he already had all his required DTaP. Now, aside from flu shots if we so desire, he doesn't have to get ANY MORE SHOTS until he's four! Score!
"NO I will not share that car in the waiting room!"
"NO how dare you put me on this scale, and in the buff at that!"
"NO I will not lie still so you can measure me!"
"NO she cannot put those thingys in my ears!"
"NO she needs to get that measuring tape off my head NOW!"
"NONONONONNONO with the shots! Gimme back that Big Bird band-aid!"
Including the fully-functional lungs, he is all-around a super-healthy guy. As I had suspected, he has gotten much taller relative to his previous check-up -- last time his height was in the 30th-or-so percentile, this time he's in the 55th. Weight and head fatness are also around the 50th percentile. The official tale of the tape: he weighs 26 lbs 2 oz, he's 32 1/2" tall, and his noggin is 19" around. A hefty young man to lug around, no doubt.
We only had two shots today, the pneumococcal conjugate to prevent certain types of meningitis (which he's already had two or three of) and his flu shot. I was a little worried about shots after Erin and Ben's terrible DTaP adventure, but it turns out that he already had all his required DTaP. Now, aside from flu shots if we so desire, he doesn't have to get ANY MORE SHOTS until he's four! Score!
posted by Claire at 8:42 AM
2 Comments:
Do you have to grind grandpa's vitamins up and sprinkle them on his food to get him to eat them? ;)
Just 1 flu shot. From here on out if he gets it it'll just be one per year. And trust me, you couldn't be much more of a weenie than your grandson when it comes to shots.
Oh, and his doctor said she doesn't recommend vitamins for any kids until they're at least two. Despite the fact that his appetite is seriously dwindled, she said it sounds like he is getting everything he needs dietarily right now.
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