We woke up early as every day, and Brandon and I took Peyton to school. We came home, and he worked on some apology letters to the after school program. It took him about 10 takes to do the letters, as I wanted them to be presentable and put his best effort forward so that it would mean something, not just scribble. He was very frustrated by having to repeat the letter over and over, but I was trying to impress upon him that if he would avoid such behaviors, then the letters were not necessary. I think it took about 30 minutes for him to write two non-misspelled letters, both one sentence each. When that was done, he read me a few stories from his reading program. I took a nap, since I’d been worried about my presentation today over night, while he continued to read on his own and play with Legos. We headed out to deliver the letters and then stopped by to pick up a get well gift for Ashlyn. Not sure if it’s so much a get well gift for her as much as it is for her parents. We went into the office to grab my coat, and my boss was sitting at my desk, since he is nomadic these days. He was listening to voicemail, and plugged in. I had told Brandon to not say a word, since we were entering the office. Lawrence said hi to us, and I quickly grabbed my things and left. He said hi to Brandon, who answered with a wave, not saying a word. We headed over to Julie, where we hung out for a few minutes, reviewing “the rules” with Brandon. I had packed a lunch, his computer, and a book with him to keep him occupied. I left for the meeting, and I was intending only to be gone for 30 minutes. Turns out the presentations took the full hour, and I ended up walking back with my boss back to the office. We talked briefly, then I headed back to Julie with Lawrence, who was in search of coffee. Julie had told me how much Brandon had eaten; all his lunch, and even some of hers! He’d drank all his water, and they even got a refill for him. We headed out, and Lawrence, who had stopped to talk to one of the cardiologists, said bye to us. I heard the cardiologist tell him, “They just keep getting younger and younger,” referring to Brandon as one of the “pharmacists”. We went to Brandon’s eye appointment, though I made a mistake and tried to check in for his physical. We rushed up to the optometrist’s office. We didn’t have to wait by 2 minutes. I was planning on eating lunch, but didn’t even get a chance. He had a good visit, following the directions when asked. He was able to tell her the letters and go through the commands. Everything checked out well; he has 20/20 vision, not colorblind, and has a touch of dry eye. We’re to put eye drops in his eyes to see if that will help. She was explaining to Brandon how we put lotion on when we have dry skin or drink water when we’re thirsty. The drops are the same for the eyes. He let her put them in, and she asked him how that was, to which he responded, “Wow, that’s refreshing!” She thought it was funny, especially since she said, “Oh, yeah, the drops are called ‘Refresh.'” She thought it was funny that he used the word “refreshing”. We checked in to the physical appointment with 30 minutes still to the appointment time, and our doctor usually runs late, especially with one of the last appointments in the day for her. We headed to the pharmacy to get the drops. That took about 20 minutes in line! So I finally sat and ate lunch right before 3pm. He was looking at my food longingly, with his puppy dog eyes. I told him he’d had enough, but when he asked for chicken, I finally gave him some. They called us back, and the MA took his vitals, and roomed us. They asked me if I wanted a gown for him, and since I didn’t want him sitting there naked, I asked for one. It was pink and apparently the only one they had. He laughed, but I told him that none of his friends were there, and that I and Dr C were the only ones to see him. He agreed, and we were left to wait for the doctor. I read him the book that we were given. Everything checked out well there, too, but because of a strong family history of CAD, she is ordering a fasting cholesterol test for him. Oh, and we have to put petroleum jelly in his nose to see if that doesn’t stop the nosebleeds. He may still need cauterization at some point. Also, she noticed all the bruises he had. If not for them mostly on his legs, he may look like a battered child. Hopefully this is not what she suspects. After all this time, we finally headed out to pick up Peyton, and we all came home together. I wanted to play one of the games, Jr. Scrabble, that Brandon had “cheated” on last week to try it again. He did great! He was even a gracious loser, as Peyton got 17 triangles, while Brandon earned 12. Dave was on his way home, but only to stop by briefly before heading out to T-ball coaches training. He said good night to the kids, as the training would be until 930pm. I got them to bed by 730pm after reading to both of them, and completing the bedtime routine. Peyton was a bit sad to not have Daddy’s hug, and cried briefly while I was already downstairs. I think it was just for show, since she stopped almost in the same instant.
Here are Brandon’s stats:
Weight: 51.4#
Height: 48 1/4″
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He’s the size of the average 7 year old. He has leaned out somewhat since last year.
And his blood pressure was 97/60 with a pulse of 79, which is perfect for a kid. Hopefully his labs check out as well.
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