Today I took Aaron to his doctor appointment at the air base. I will tell you right away that all of his test results came back perfectly normal. What a huge relief!! His blood pressure was excellent, and his weight showed that he has lost a grand total of approximately 60 pounds over a 7 month period. The drug that we weaned him from this winter can cause weight gains of 50-60 pounds, so since all tests are normal and he has no other symptoms, we are fairly certain that this explains the huge weight loss. We will monitor his weight monthly and send that info to his PA there. We are very, very thankful for this good report today. Thank you, Lord!
And now for the rest of the story. You surely know that going on an outing with Aaron will be interesting. His test results may have been normal, but as for the rest of the morning………
We walked up the hallway of the clinic and went right away to the sign-in counter. I was aware of the curious stare of the girl behind the desk as she was trying to mentally classify Aaron. Good luck with that, I thought. And as I turned to remind Aaron to stay beside me, and to quit making the mouth noise, and to not clap…….. I was also aware of the stares of the two people behind us. I was so thankful that Aaron doesn’t notice that, and that he feels no discomfort in public settings. Absolutely none, as he delightfully started pulling on the stretchy barrier that marks the sign-in lane and I reminded him not to do that as I remind him at every clinic visit……and I was glad to take the necessary information form and sit down.
But Aaron had no sooner sat in the chair beside me when he was up again, headed with purpose toward something. I quickly looked up and called him back, but then I saw what he saw……….a blood pressure machine! He loves blood pressure machines, and so he said that he wanted to do this while we waited for his name to be called. Mind you, none of Aaron’s conversations are spoken quietly. I just nodded and smiled, and he happily turned in the chair at the machine……….where he proceeded to take off his ring, his watch, and his glasses. I was thankful that he didn’t start to remove his shirt as well! And also thankful that right then his name was called………so he sighed, and put on his ring and his watch and his glasses.
Aaron loves doctor visits. He likes being the center of attention, and he likes answering questions whenever he is allowed, and he likes going on and on about whatever he wants to talk about to this person who has an interest in him and has ears to listen to his stories. However, this day was a little different. He did not have a rash to show, or a complaint to complain about, or a pain to rate. When the PA came in the room after Aaron was triaged, she and I just talked and talked about Aaron’s test results and his meds that he takes and when he was weaned off the one drug. She looked at Aaron, and spoke to Aaron, and smiled at him…….but the vast majority of the conversation was with me. And why should Mom get all the attention? She is not the one who lost weight and had to have blood drawn and had to pee in a cup and had to have nasty fecal smears done.
So finally Aaron eased off of the exam table and stood beside me, staring at the wall…….the wall full of fun gadgets just waiting to be touched and picked up and explored. I told him to not even think of touching anything………so he sat in the chair against the wall. He sat there quietly, until I heard him rather softly say something about wanting to show her this. Show her what, I thought? But I was concentrating on my conversation with the PA. Aaron, realizing that he was being further ignored, began to scoot his chair closer to me. Scoot, scoot, scoot. Still, the PA and I were engaged in what we were discussing………so Aaron proceeded to take off one of his shoes and then to remove his sock.
He sat in the chair, and then scooted even closer to me……….minus his shoe and sock. Still we talked, but not about what Aaron wanted us to notice and discuss. He knew better than to interrupt again, so instead he proceeded to slide down in his chair in order to stretch his leg out and place his bare foot up on the trash can that was right beside my chair. And there he sat, scrunched down in his chair with his leg stretched out and his foot resting on top of the trash can………..waiting to be noticed………waiting to be questioned………waiting to be examined…….waiting for SOMETHING!
Lt. Wendt likes Aaron, and she smiled like she understood and I smiled because I understand all too well………and then as Aaron saw a break in the conversation, he jerked up and grabbed his foot and said that he had something to show the PA! He pulled back his toes and there, underneath his last two toes, was a little patch of peeling skin………and some black slipper sock fuzz. “Look!” Aaron breathlessly said. “What is that?!”
Lt. Wendt was grinning, and I replied to Aaron, “That’s slipper sock fuzz and some loose skin because you don’t shower correctly!” Aaron was disappointed that this was the only discussion and diagnosis that he was to hear about his toe problem; but he was happy that the PA listened to his lungs and his heart, and that he got at least a little attention to make this visit worthwhile. Soon his shoe and sock were back on his foot and we were driving down the road, headed for lunch at Subway……….where Aaron told me all about getting “unsweeted tea” when he went to Subway with Krysten, and do I like “unsweeted tea?”
After lunch, we went to our vet to pick up dog food and allergy pills……….and where Aaron got to pet Cato, the resident cat. Then to Dillon’s for one of his prescriptions, and for junk food, and where of course Aaron had to try out the lounge chair that was on sale.
And we looked at raspberries and blackberries to see the differences in those two interesting fruits. Never a dull moment with Aaron!
All of this weight business with Aaron has taken a toll on us, and I believe he and I were both feeling like a huge weight was taken off our shoulders. Thank you, Lord, for good test results and for a good day with Aaron……..and that all Aaron had to show the PA was slipper sock fuzz under his toes!