Today after 4 days of running a high fever we went to the doctor to make sure it wasn't anything more that a stinking virus (it wasn't) but poor Braden had to endure 2 finger sticks b/c the first one didn't work, and he was a trooper...didn't cry at all...he was just so happy that he wasn't getting a shot at the doctor's office...and in his mind there is a distinct difference between a finger stick and a shot!
Sunday, September 9, 2007
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