Am I Defective?

This week has been a long week.  For starters, I’m tired of this whole eating 18 times a day thing.  While it’s good to get some food, I get bored quickly and just want to get back to sleep.  Since I was already so fat, I’m trying to watch my figure.  I have not put on a single ounce all week so I am doing a good job!

On that note, I guess not gaining weight is a big deal for me.  So Mommy and Daddy have been taking me to various doctors.  This week I saw the Ear, Nose, and Throat doctor, the Physical Therapist, a Chiropractor, and my Pediatrician. 

The ENT guy is going to send me to Dell Children’s Hospital to have a tube with a camera put down my throat on Monday.  He says he can fix my breathing problems and help me eat better.  He also thinks I look defective!  How can he say that?  Anyway, they are going to do some DNA tests on me just to make sure everything looks fine.  I think it is just to prove I’m really from Mommy and Daddy and that I wasn’t switched in the hospital.

The Physical Therapist moved me all around and keeps trying to make me turn my head to the left.  I just don’t want to.  I was so mad I yelled the whole time at her. 

The Chiropractor grabbed me by my ankles and hung me upside down.  What is he thinking?  So of course I also yelled at him the whole time too.   

I’m off to the hospital on Monday and have to be there at 5:45 AM.  That is way too early!  And, they aren’t going to let me go home until Tuesday.  Mommy and Daddy promised that they would stay in the room with me so I won’t get too lonely. 

I hope you all had a wonderful St. Patrick’s Day.  Mommy didn’t let me drink any green milk.  I was a bit disappointed.  But, she did put some yummy powder in the bottle with her boobie milk.  I think she is trying to fatten me up even though I told her I don’t want to be fat. 

Pray for me on Monday!

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