Testing One, Two, Testing….

Max has spent the last week or so at Phoenix Children’s having a barrage of less than pleasant medical tests. Although he had his emotional moments ranging from anger to frustration his sense of humor prevailed, making everyone laugh. Max came through like the trooper he is. Mom and Dad not so much….during the first test in a room full of doctors, nurses and techs Max loudly announced that Michele and I “owed him!” for what we were putting him through. While I would usually blame the prescribing doctors for the torturing of my son this time I had to take on the guilt myself (good Catholic girl that I am) because we were subjecting him to tests we weren’t convinced he needed. I guess we really do “owe him”. As of this morning Max is officially done with PCH and medical torture, which means our emotional torture begins as we wait for the doctors to get back to us with results. We’re not holding our breath…

Other than our time amongst medical professionals our summer is off to a good start. Although Michele hears gales of “I’m bored” during the day our evenings and weekends have been full of fun activities: ball games, birthday parties, movies, and even the circus! I need to take a moment to thank Wendy (our favorite Child Life Specialist at PCH), Kids Playing for Kids, and HopeKids for keeping all of us so entertained. Arizona summers are as hot as they are long so a few enjoyable diversions are always welcome!

In other news, I just received a letter from Hopkins reminding me it’s time to start coordinating our East Coast tour in December so at the moment I’m in the thick of that administrative task. Strangely enough Max is looking forward to the trip, but I think his excitement is based on getting to ride in a plane and perhaps see snow, mine is based on the stress of the whole thing.

Have a great Wednesday all, as for me I’m just concentrating on being halfway through my week!