Beside fighting the MD off at every turn Roonster was given a good once over. I have no clue how MD's ascertain anything when they have the stethoscope on the kid for 2 seconds. Everytime I'm in there I've got to breath in and out for 10 minutes and end up lightheaded looking for a paperbag to breath into. In all fairness I should tell you that Cheesie had a much more thorough exam. Couldn't find a pulse though. The MD had a tongue depressor in Rooney's mouth, I kid you not, for 1 second and he was able to determine he was getting his 2 year molars. I have been trying to get in there for 6 months!
Anyway, the exciting part for me is always to get his stats. Seems he has slowed down on his growth quite a bit and is no longer "off the chart". Tiny is now 36 3/4" and only in the 95%. My dreams of retiring on his freak show earnings are starting to fly out the window. I guess it's just as well- dressing him may have put us in the poor house anyway. He weighs a mere 31 lbs now. My sister has started referring to Felix as "Bird Bones" (she is the Master of Nicknames) and while Rooney may feel significantly more heavy than Felix, he really weighs less than 1 lb per inch. The average American weighs roughly 2.5 lbs per inch! He's all sinew. The MD felt he was extremely healthy and said he did not have to come back for 2 more years. Well, to be precise he said he won't have to come back until he's 4.
I wondered later if he mistakenly thought Rooney was 3.
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That's avian bone syndrome, or ABS. The boy is wiry!
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