We had Wavy’s one year appointment today! I cannot believe she’s already so close to being a whole year old! We opted to book her appointment towards the end of June because July is just so busy. A surprise bonus is that we got a perfect slot, where she saw the resident doctor who has followed us this entire time, and Dr. Guselle!
I’m still not feeling very well, so I peeled myself out of bed as late as I possibly could this morning. Brady got Waverly dressed, and threw some diaper bag stuff together for me to grab on my way out. Even made me some tea in a travel mug. It was a nice send off, and as I drove, my DayQuil kicked in and I felt slightly more like a human. A human in a fog, but still.
We didn’t have to wait too long in the waiting room before we were called back. The woman who called us back wasn’t our usual person – maybe she was new? – and Wavy was not happy with her. She was right pissed, honestly. She asked me to set Wavy on the scale, and Wavy started crying immediately. Then she realized she hadn’t reset the scale yet, so we had to take her off, reset the scale, and go again. No big deal, but she was WAY louder about it the second time, oh boy! All the nice, familiar faces waved and cooed at Waverly as we were taken to an exam room. Unfortunately, the measuring in the room went the same way. Had to measure her head twice, and then her height again, twice, as she lay there and screamed blood murder. She finally had me measure her myself. It wasn’t so fun for any of us.
It took a bit to calm Wavy even after we were alone, but she hesitantly quieted after a little while, and very shortly thereafter, her doctor showed up.
It was a really nice appointment, honestly. He’s a super great doctor, and this is very likely the last time we’ll ever see him now that he’s done school and moving away. Feels a bit like a friend leaving, but I think that says something good about him. That he connects well with his patients. I’m probably not the only one that feels that way. Once we caught up on general life stuff, we talked all about Waverly, what she’s doing, what we’re working on, milestones, size, eating, etc. She passes on everything. Her weight dipped a little bit, but she’s been teething like a crazy person and is getting taller, so it all levels out. Her percentile looks good, and she’s still all chunky and “plump,” as he said, haha! She is all of those things, indeed. The only concern I brought to his attention is that I think she has a wart, or something like a wart, on her heel. He took a look at it and we wondered together if a person could use the basic over-the-counter wart treatment on a baby. He wasn’t 100% confident, so he said he’d ask Dr. Guselle. At that point, I didn’t know she was the doctor overseeing him. It was a nice surprise! I love her! We completed the rest of the appointment first, and he checked her heart, lungs, eyes, ears, and mouth, and she wailed the whole entire time. Except when he wanted to check her mouth. Then it was clamped shut, as you can imagine. She was not having it today!
In true Dr. Guselle form, she came in and plunked herself right on the footstool, to be closer to Waverly. I loved that. She reached out and played with Wavy’s feet, complimenting her sandals and trying to familiarize. She finally got a couple of smiles out of her. We took her sandal back off and Dr. Guselle looked at her heel. She kind of tipped her head and said she wasn’t sure it was a wart. It was SO defined, and not totally wart-like. Very dry and popping up above the surface. She said she figured they could take a blade and cut the top of it off, and see whats in there. At that point, Wavy was SO still and cooperative, so we figured we’d give it a go. Dr. Khatra ducked out to go find her a blade and when he returned, he passed it to Dr. Guselle. She teased him a little about not wanting to do it himself, but she very willingly crouched down on the floor so I didn’t have to move Waverly, and she got to work shaving the top of it off.
Wavy sat SO well, and didn’t get twitchy for a minute or two so Dr. Guselle could work. From what she could see, it didn’t appear to be a wart, but she said maybe more layers had to come off first. She told me how I could check it after a bath, when things were a bit softer, but that even if it was a wart, it would go away in its own time. I was impressed at how patient Wavy was.
Once it was all over, we chatted for another minute or two, and out of the blue, both doctors suddenly got these distraught looks on their faces. Both of them said “Oh no!” I was completely confused and asked what had happened. And then I looked at Wavy. She was wearing this big, red, screwed up expression on her face. The one where the person is about to explode into a HUGE cry. Out of nowhere!!! We had a bit of a laugh about it, not sure what to do, but she had a momentary enormous cry and then rallied. Not sure what that was all about, but it was actually very cute.
Leaving felt weird. Like I said, Dr. K feels like a friend. Its weird that he’s leaving. He walked through a pretty huge part of our life with us this last year and a half, its hard to not get attached, I guess. We kind of parted ways awkwardly. I wished him good luck with his life, and he said the same. That was that!
It was a nice appointment. Good company. Good results. Way to be super healthy and beautiful, Waverly Violet!
