Wednesday, May 30, 2007
I mentioned a while back that Stink had some blinking issues and there was concern of Tourettes. Turns out that his blinking is just that - blinking. He has very bad allergies and some days are worse than others.
But today we heard the final news, from a very good doctor, that Stink is an extremely healthy, happy and sensitive kid that's doing just fine. His intelligence level is, in fact, above the charts for his age. (Though a career as a professional basketball player seems unlikely. Which is fine with me. I hate those uniforms. And the road trips? Who needs 'em.)
On days like today, I wish my dad were around. He'd have loved the car ride to the different appointments, the chatting with the patients in the waiting room. I can see him striking up a conversation with the charge nurse who was wearing a Jewish star..."I see you're a member of the tribe. Have you heard the one about a nurse, a patient and a rabbi...?"). He'd have waited with baited breath for the reports back from the doctors, and tagged along for the official visits to 7-11 for a celebration nosh afterwards. And yet, with my son's ability to laugh and make people feel welcome, I know my dad is indeed part of Stink's life.
Let's just hope Stink doesn't start scheduling his life around 60 Minutes. That'd just be freaky.