Normally, Sacha’s doctor appointments are pretty straight forward: we sit in the waiting room for an hour, we get into our room and sit there for a while, then Sacha has his check-up, gets his shots (oh joy), he screams, he gets a sucker, gets over the pain, and we go home.
Today was destined to be atypical.
It usually takes three of us to hold Sacha so that he doesn’t squirm as the needles go in. Today, newbie nurse did his shots. She is unaware of this. The first shot goes in fine. After all, Sacha wasn’t expecting it. The second shot, however, was a different story. The two of us could not hold him down, and even though she tried to give him the shot, he wriggled as it went in. She then had to dispose of the sharp, get a new one, and start over. By this time, Sacha is in a total state. Newbie nurse goes and gets another nurse to help us out. Three of us are now holding Sacha down and we finally get the needle in properly, although not without damaging our eardrums from the screaming.
Of course, this wasn’t all.
He now had to have his regular check-up. Why it wasn’t done before all the screaming, I don’t know. Sacha screamed as the nurse tried to weigh him, he screeched as we measured his height, he yelped as I measured his head. Then he finally got his sucker. It was too little, too late. He cried as long as the sucker lasted.
The doctor finally comes in to look over Sacha chart. He notices something unusual. Sacha had not gained any weight in 3 months. He weighed him again, and with the new measurement, it showed that Sacha had gained 1 lb in 3 months. Not really enough. He began plotting the numbers on those wonderful percentile charts, only to discover that his weight percentile has been decreasing over the past 8 months, or so. He is now concerned. He checks his height and head circumference percentiles, and notices that these are in good shape and are staying steady, if not increasing (my boy’s head is not as small as I once thought, actually).
So now, we are being referred to a pediatrician to see if there is a medical reason that he is not gaining weight. Really, Sacha eats very well. He eats the same food we eat, substituting the occasional dish when it wouldn’t suit his palate (like spicy Mexican or Indian foods). The only thing I can think of is that he refuses to drink milk. He’ll eat dairy products, but he will NOT drink milk. Would that make a huge difference? I don’t really know.
I was not really concerned with Sacha, thinking that he must be gaining weight if he’s eating the way he is. Now, thanks to those damn percentile charts, I am concerned.
Have any of you had to deal with the madness of percentiles and realizing that your kid is not really where he should be? Please tell me…