Melt my heart little boy, melt my heart. Our MCG journey started at 9:15....whew even after a smoothy you are one strong, grouchy, boy. You didn't want them touching your legs or looking at you run. A guy got your borrowed wagon (they have these wonderful wagons that you love at MCG....and you ran after him. The doctor said he'd see you in a year, and that you will probably end up with a 2 inch difference between the legs. Freeze the growth plate, no he said this would be permanent and that he was going to screw it most likely to the bone and then it could be reversed still, doing the most non-evasive procedure but that is years away.
Next it's time for a sonogram, yeesh and "Mom, I want my smoothie" so we went back to the van and got it, which you finished filling your bladder (which I now know is fine for the scan and the bloodwork) .....oh man you pitched a fit at the sonogram gel..... yikes, one strong kid.
After this I was exhausted but it was time for the bloodwork. UGH two nurses plus me, but you did great and we got it done on the first try (these nurses know how to do it.)
Another smoothie wanted so after all this I felt you deserved it. So we got a smoothie and "Mom, pretzel." I got you one but put it in the bag and to the car we went.
Now to melt my heart, "Mom, a pretzel this makes me happy. Mom, thank you for taking me to the city!!"
Lunch and a visit to the pediatrician. You did great here also. Then a moment of panic as the nurse calls but she just wanted to let me know your sonograms are good. A long day but in the end I know you are okay. With all your quirks and hey autism they say, but whatever it is, I call it NIMS Nathan Isaiah Mullens Syndrome (and no nurse, I don't feel the need to go back to the geneticist to have him draw more blood and try to figure out what specifically Nate has. I know he has hemihypertrophy and he'll be eight soon enough and ummm that is enough for now.
Melt my heart Nate, and yes, it's time for your bath.
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