The Blood Draw

With the medications Theodore is on to regulate his moods, and to help with sleep, we need an occasional blood draw.

Today was the day.

I made the appointment last week to go to Oneida Healthcare. It’s where we went last time with little fuss (and it was where I heard Theodore say NO repeatedly, and quite correctly, to the lab tech who had the unfortunate task of helping me hold The Boss down for the draw).

While it did take some shuffling back and forth when I scheduled the visit last week, including a plea to pre-register for routine blood work it was SO worth it.

The morning covered in mist from an unusual late June soaking meant, of course, that Theo slept in. I had to wake him up at 7:30 and not missing a beat got him his meds, got him downstairs, dressed, and out the door while the girls — miracle of miracles — where already waiting and ready to go.

I grabbed all the Theo essentials: Angry Bird blanket, soft blue helmet, his Police DVD, chewies, a musical toy, yogurt melts… and extra clothing JUST in case.

We got to the lab around 8:15, much later than I had wanted, but it was the perfect time because it was quite empty.

This mom took a deep breath and my satellite, although he refused to sit in the waiting room, stayed by my side for the required signatures. His sisters were already lost in their coloring books and math workbooks, ready for what we thought was going to be a long haul.

It wasn’t (yes!!!)

They called us in a mere 10-15 minutes after registering. They gave us a two-seater and a semi-private curtain and we were suddenly surrounded by an all-female staff. (YES!) He didn’t even have a chance to charm them when they prepped his arm, and successfully did the blood draw. He squirmed a bit, and he was unhappy, but otherwise he did great! The only thing he really objected to was the bandage over the tiny spot.

Truthfully, I was out of breath. He, well, he was just mad. And his sisters even commented on how they didn’t hear any screaming.

But I give The Boss credit… he held it together and instead had a meltdown in the van on the way to daycare. A minor one by all accounts.

I call that a success. And while the rest of the day for him was very up and down, he did it.

Until next time…

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