Today, Peyton and I dropped Brandon off at school and stayed for flag salute. She did a good job being quiet, whispering to me when she had questions. I think she stayed quieter than Brandon! I just didn’t want her to be a distraction, and she did okay, except she was a bit cold (as was I). I couldn’t feel my toes after we were done, and I was wearing sneakers! We went to KP for her appointment, and normally, we drive right by, but today, I pulled into the parking lot. As I was doing this, Peyton said, “Dude, where are you going?” She knew where we were going, but still, she asked me. We were also on the bluetooth with my mom, and she told my mom “Going to get shots for Mommy and me.” I told her it was just her, and that I wouldn’t be getting shots. She then corrected herself, and said, “Going to get shots for me.” She was so upbeat when she said it! Brandon would have been crying even before we left the house!! She was a trooper, and didn’t mind at all. We checked in, and got into the room pretty quickly. We brought her big Ariel doll to help keep her busy so she didn’t touch everything in the waiting area. Also, we were going to use the doll for Dr C to practice on before examining Peyton. It worked with a stuffed dog we brought for Brandon one year, so I figured we’d do the same. It worked and she sat nicely in the waiting area with me with minimal touching of anything else. She took off her shoes for her weight and then stood nicely for her height. They took her blood pressure and she stayed nice and still while the cuff inflated. I told her, like I tell my patients, “Don’t talk or move while it’s being taken. Stay nice and still.” And she did! We went back to the room, and she was given a book of her very own to take home! That was great, because we read that while we waited for Dr C. She didn’t make us wait as long as we’ve waited in the past. But this did give us some time to pose for some photos. Here’s Peyton rockin’ the gown they gave us for her! At first she didn’t want to put it on. Maybe some kind of PTSD from when she was younger and in the hospital.
Dr C came in and Peyton stopped talking. Of course. She did let her look at Ariel and then at her. She sat still for the heart and lungs, but wasn’t able to give a big deep breath as asked of her. She let her look in her orifices without complaint. Dr C said she was being very cooperative. Then Dr C said, “I presume she has no speech problems.” I laughed and said she did not. Even though that wasn’t evident during the exam. Dr C told us we did need a shot but that there was a change in procedure. Instead of going to the injection clinic, the nurses were going to come to us! Awesome! Saves us so much time! They did come in right away, and the nurse asked if I wanted it in her arm or leg. I asked Peyton directly, and she was shy, but stuck her left leg out and said, “This one.” So we pulled her pants down, and the nurse got ready. She told her it would be a little poke, and it would only hurt for a little bit. Peyton proceeded to watch her inject, and then gave a little squeal/whine, but never fully cried. The nurse asked me if Peyton was my first. I told her she wasn’t, and that I had a almost 6 year old who would never had done as well. She said, “Oh, she would have cried?” I said, “No, it’s a he.” She said, “That’s why, because he’s a he. We girls are tough.” Haha…totally true in our case. The nurse gave us a sticker for Brandon and two for Peyton for being so brave. After the nurse left, I helped her with her pants, and she said, “Oh, this one…” and pointed to the bandage trash. She wanted to clean up the exam room! How thoughtful. Even after being shot in the leg.
We went to visit Auntie Julie, and Peyton got her birthday present. We basically forced it upon her and made her open it up. Secretly, she LOVED it! But she didn’t let anyone know. That’s how she rolls. It’s a princess dress up doll with magnetized pieces. We chatted a bit, then headed to school. She was very upset at school, and even cried as I was leaving. Total departure from her normal routine, as it was 1030am by now. The teachers said on her report that she needed more love today. Ms Tarez saw her riding a bike, and normally Peyton won’t talk to her, but will smile. Today, she did not smile, and rode away and looked as if she had a little tear in her eye. I told her the background, and then she thought that was probably it. Poor thing.
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Weight: 33.5 pounds (no shoes, but with clothes) [76%]
Height 37 3/8″ [50%]
BMI: 79.91% (she takes after Daddy) – seems a bit high, but Dr C said it was normal
BP 104/67
Ever since her return to her own bed, Peyton has been waking up over night. She will listen and go back eventually. Like last night, we threatened to take Daddy’s blanket away, and she went to go get it and show it to me, all while crying. I told her she could keep it if she left and went to sleep. So she returned. I was up for just 5 minutes, but I’m so not used to it anymore, and this is happening day after day all week, and I’m tired! One night, she grabbed my hand like I was on my deathbed. She rubbed it up against her hand, squeezed it, and smelled it. It was a bit stalker-esque, the way she was holding my hand. Maybe that’s how she got the scratch on her forehead – against my ring. Hmm…I didn’t even think of that until now. Poor kid! I think she just misses us (me) at night, but still…GO TO SLEEP!! We’ll see how she does tonight. She’ll probably do better since it’s the weekend and she knows I can sleep in…haha…