My brain was having a "Does Not Compute" moment. Ben weighed 72 lbs with his shoes and braces at his March visit to the doctor. The math was not correct. I questioned the nurse and she said she had to do the computations. I waited impatiently.
Finally in the exam room, she casually said that Ben's weight was 88 lbs, subtracting 2 lbs for shoes and braces. Luckily, I was sitting, otherwise I may have fainted. All of the last several months were making sense. Ben had been so difficult for me to lift, even Ryan was feeling the strain. We chalked it up to us getting old. Possibly Ben's sleep disturbances were caused by his growth - he gained 16 lbs since March. My world was spinning.
I texted Ryan the news. His response, "STOP feeding him." Always ready with a joke, my husband.
Fortunately, I had a good hour or so to calm down before the doctor came in. Dr. G was a very normal, down to earth person. His approach was practical - how do we make Ben's life the happiest it can be? He supported our nutritional approaches to solving sleep and constipation issues. He would have suggested we take Ben off the sleeping aids if we had not done so already. He started a weaning off process from one of Ben's seizure medicines (something I had hoped for) and scheduled an EEG for the near future.
We left with a medicine plan, nutritionist referral and a three month follow-up appointment.
Companion Post: Weighty Retraction