Huh? That cannot be! He is 88lbs. Trying to wrap my head around yet another weight dilemma, I kept repeating those same lines about the impossibility of him only weighing 69 lbs.
So we did it again. I stepped on the scale without Ben, and then with Ben. The nurse checked to see if my feet were placed firmly on the scale and that Ben was not touching anything that could cause an inaccuracy.
Came back with 69.8 again.

So, now I am not only weak, but a liar too.
Not one to dwell on my faults, I decided to see how this had been a learning experience:
1. I learned that a doctor's scale can be wrong which can be translated to lots of other things. If something does not seem right, even when you are with trusted medical professionals; ask questions, repeat a procedure or in our case, weigh in again. A false 20 lb difference can dictate an unnecessary and possibly unsafe change in medication dosages.
2. After hearing that Ben weighed 88 lbs, I started to lift him less, not wanting to injure myself. Making him walk made more sense because he was 88lbs. Will I go back to carrying his 69 lb butt around? No, he needs to walk when it is appropriate.
I have to admit, for one short minute I was going to let this weight stuff all slide by without any mention, but my conscience got the best of me.
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