Libby had to go see Dr. Rob today for her 6-month check up. (Yes, she is actually 7 months, but we've been a little busy...) Dr. Rob is a friend of ours that we worshipped with for a few years before we transferred to his practice. He and his wife, Jen, are both D.O.s and in practice together. The nice thing about being in such a large congregation is the networking. Need a doctor? We've got seven. Need a contractor? Which four do you want to talk to? Got some wierd stuff going on in your neighborhood? Which under-cover agency would suit you best? FBI? DEA? Local authorities? Lol. (I digress...)
Anyway, Liberty is quite the celebrity in the office. How often do you get to take care of someone with such an important name? And such a charming smile? When we had to take her out to the scale in the buff to be weighed, we plunked her great big fuzzy, white "Mad Hatter" hat on her head. This little naked baby with the big 'ol top hat, grinning from ear to ear. She was glorious! Rob and the nurses kept saying, "She's perfect. Just perfect."
And then came the shots. I always find myself whispering, "These will save your life, baby. This is to save your life." Matt held her legs still (Mommy can only handle so much when it's her own flesh and blood) and she got the two pokes simultaneously. Of course her face puckered up for a few seconds, but she was quickly as good as new. Thank God for immunizations. Thank God for the science that has blessed us with the opportunity to keep our children safe from certain deadly diseases. For all the folks that b*tch and moan about America and all it's warts, you just go ahead and take your baby somewhere else in the world with the limited medicine and glaring health care insufficiencies. And then try to fight the fear back when you hear that particular cough from the nursery, or you're wondering how high the fever will go. I couldn't help thinking about the children in Asia who survived the tsunami but are now vulnerable to disease. Had it been on our coastline I doubt we would be bracing ourselves for a wave of plague like they are. Godspeed the aid and workers to their salvation. The tsunami is never, never very far from my thoughts.
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