Violet and Atticus had a wee little doctor's appointment. Nothing worth metioning for sure. Just height, weight, and iron levels. Atticus got his cute little toe pricked first. Not even a peep. I am not sure if he even knows he was poked (maybe I should do further testing to see if something is wrong with him). Then Violet was up. She was nervous. I am guessing it had everything to do with the viles of blood she had drained from her body a couple of days ago. Where some strange man was brought into the room to help me hold her down. I digress. Anyways, she lets out a pained squeel, and I hug her and comfort her and hand her a sticker. Then set her down to dress Atticus who is naked except a shirt and diaper. She starts crying and grabs onto my leg. I bend down to pick her up with my one free hand, and she goes limp. Her eyes roll back and her face turns completely white. I tell the nurse that something is wrong. She helps me set her down gently where she instantly regains consciousness. So scary. She told me she has had only one other kids pass out in her years of work there. I try to unsuccessfully not to cry. ( I don't know, something about watching one of my kids lose consciousness really gets to me.) Anyways, she is just fine now. I think she might have gotten that from me. I am a bit of a fainter myself, as you all know if you read my blog faithfully.
Footnote: the terrible pictures are for Tom and should not be viewed by anyone other than him. I had a long day you guys.
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