B and Iz finally have new patient appointments at the new pediatrician--in nine hours. I should be asleep. I have to get up in seven hours and get them ready to go and fed. Leave the house in eight hours. Arrive at the office in nine hours. Fill out paperwork. Talk. No big deal, right? Not much different from what you do at every other doctor's appointment. And, yet, I am nervous. Once upon a time, the old pediatrician was fairly thorough with Iz but one of the big reasons we are changing is the fact that after she recovered from her surgery, appointments were rushed affairs and I would be told she was fine and then we would end up spending the next week in the hospital. The two appointments S has had with the new practice have been very very thorough, which is WONDERFUL, but at the same time, it makes me nervous. I can't help but be anxious that they will find something with Iz, that our year of peace between cardio visits will come to a crashing halt a few months early, that they will hear a murmur or she will be tachychardic again or something. Its crazy--I have no reason to suspect anything more than a perfectly ordinary visit for her. Perhaps it is the fact that we will be back on the Children's Hospital Campus? *sigh* This may be a "play Candy Crush until you can't help but fall asleep" night :-/
How much do you want to bet that Iz's portion of the appointment will be perfectly ordinary and short and the majority of the appointment will be spent talking about my busy little B and his quirks?