Doctors

After the fun of birthdays is over, we start the doctor appointments. We only had 3 this week: pediatrician, sleep disorder specialist, and the neurosurgeon. In the next couple of months we will complete our annual/biannual visits with the pediatric opthalmologist, endocrinologist, physiatrist, and a new one we added today neuropsychologist. I have definately found my gift in life. I can remember each of the doctors by name, what his/her practice is, when the next appointment is, when the last one was, and what we found out (or talked about) at each. I can somehow schedule new appointments without conflicting with the physical therapy, speech therapy, and occupational therapy ongoing appointments. Don't ask me how. I forget everything else. I can't tell you what we had for dinner last week, or get to an appointment we've been to 5 times without a google map, or even remember somebody's name that I see and talk to every week. I used to blame it on lack of sleep. Now that Corbin is sleeping, I don't know what to blame it on.
I love getting into a 4 year old's psyche. At the pediatricians, the doctor asked Brittan a series of questions to see how she is doing cognitively. Four year olds think everything is real, so when asked if Dora and Cinderella were real or pretend, they were of course real. My favorite answers, though, were to the questions "what is your favorite food" and "what is your favorite snack?" Her answers (I swear I didn't prop her on these), apples for food and oatmeal squares for snack. The doctor was impressed, I was trying not to laugh. If I had answered those for her I would have said she would say french fries and chocolate!