Oh, the Doctors You'll Know!

We missed it, you missed it, how could that be? Those café au laits are so easy to see.

The limping with fracture helped crack the case, the residents (and there were many) could barely contain the glee on each face.

"We studied this bone disease in small group just last week, those café au laits, can we have just a peek?"

The orthopedist so calm and so kind, just listened and listened as I spoke my mind.

"What can you do we asked and we begged?" "Easy, just slip in a rod for each fragile leg."

We sat and we sat in that bright yellow room, counting stickers while ignoring the hospital gloom.

The endocrine specialist shared many a joke and was not at all worried, as off to lunch he and his residents hungrily hurried.

To nuclear medicine we go for some pics, and find hot nodules (snuggled in the thyroid) proving tricky to fix.

The geneticist marveled over mosaic clues and spontaneous signs, concluding quite strongly that the sibling is fine.

The rods for the femurs are custom and ready to go, hour one, hour two, hour three, the time goes by so so so so slow.

We transfer away from pediatrician number two, the new office and unfriendly staff just don't do.

So on to lucky number three who's a friend of old one, he seems just right, and we hope we are done.

Transferring from endocrinologist number one as well, when his staff tells us to just go to h___. ("We can't take your call, going on vacation today, don’t you have other doctors with whom you can play?")

So now it's number two working with number three, together we hope a smart team they will be, one local and one in Kansas City.

The craniofacial team plastic surgeon observed a bulgy right eye, lacking bedside manner I started to cry. The allergist too was a bit tough to handle, perhaps I shouldn't have worn those flip-floppy black sandals?

One more doctor for now on the doctor to-do, "Why does he vomit blood? Oh, you who who who?"

My hero list grows day after day, (for BB, his medical team, Donovan James McCune, Fuller Albright, Mike Collins), I say HOORAY!

We've made it a year, it went pretty fast, I'm hoping our medlationships last last last last, and that we always avoid the smelly spica cast.