We took Punky to the doctor today for her thirty-month well visit. I have to say, these well checks are less exciting the older she gets. Discussions about milestones like cooing, crawling, walking, and talking have been replaced with a barrage of boring questions about everyday life.
Yes, we brush her teeth morning and night. Yes, she has four servings of fruit per day. She does have temper tantrums but, no, I don't feel they are out of control. No, she hasn't been exposed to active TB. She hasn't stayed in a house with lead paint. I never saw her eat anything unusual like paper, rocks, or dirt. I guess she has friends at daycare, but I'm not there to observe her all day. She poops once or twice a day. Yes, it's generally soft. Someone reads to her every day. No, I don't think she has any problems getting along with others. Yes, I would say I understand ninety percent of what she says ninety percent of the time (I guess they threw in a math question to spice it up a bit). Good grief. What a dull visit. She didn't even need any vaccines this time.
Her weight came in at 25 lbs, 10 ounces, and her height is just about 35-1/2 inches. Both of those numbers now place her firmly in the 50th percentile. She gained almost four pounds since December and grew two and a half inches. I think she's working on another inch now. Her appetite has been absolutely insatiable the last two weeks. Once it returned, that is...
This doctor visit also served as a follow-up to her latest ear infection. A few days after we returned from vacation, she bawled her eyes out when her dad tried to clean her right ear. She had a few sniffles on our trip which I attributed to allergies and/or sleeping with the air conditioning blaring. I gave her some allergy medicine and the sniffles stopped, but apparently it still managed to back up into her ears again. We really thought she was fine until the q-tip incident. She always sits still and never cries when we clean her ears...except when she has an ear infection. So, she just finished another ten-day round of amoxicillin.
As an added bonus, the day after starting the antibiotic she had a random puke fest. I thought it was maybe a sudden reaction to the amoxicillin, but the doctor thought it was a totally unrelated virus just that happened to hit at the same time as the ear infection. She threw up about six times that day. Nothing she ingested stayed in her stomach for very long. The following day she was very mopey and had no appetite whatsoever. Then, on the third day, the other end jumped into action and we had a diaper-blowing, clothes-ruining, mess of a shit fest. I have no idea where it came from given the fact that she only ate about three bites of solid food the previous day. Her appetite returned two days later and she's been eating non-stop since.
It's easy to complain about ear infections, vomit, diarrhea, and dull doctor visits, but don't think for one second I take any of it for granted. I know how lucky I am to have a healthy, happy, active two and a half year old. I've never been so thankful for anything in my life. Puke and all.
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