Lucas has not been himself for quite sometime. It started in October when all the kids were down and sick and he has just not fully recovered. He had an ear infection that took three sets of antibiotics and then was under the weather again while Wyatt got his tonsils out. And recently, he had strep throat and horrible reflux. The reflux is getting bad enough he wakes no less than three times a night in tears because he hurts so much. I am pretty sure the reflux is a side effect from all the antibiotics he has had to take, but with all this sickness attacking him the past 6 months, Don and I requested his blood get drawn, just to give us peace of mind that there is not underlying problems.
Today I brought Luke in to get his blood work done. It was a first in our experience taking a kid to get this done and I wasn't quite sure how he would do. Luke is not a fan of even going to the Dr, so I knew out of the three, he would be the hardest to sell it to. The nurse asked him if he was going to sit still for her and he quickly responded with a simple "no". She went to go get a second person to help her and it was done quickly with a big screech at the initial poke, but the rest was over in a mater of 30 seconds.
After Luke's ordeal, I needed to run to the store to get some fresh fruit and hair rubber bands. To make Lucas feel better, I promised him special band aids and he could choose a special snack. Walking out of Walmart with his Diego band aids and ice cream sandwiches for everyone waiting at home, all was right in his world again.