the exam, on the other hand, was not a-okay. the boy cried so hard he gave himself petechial hemorrhages under both eyes.
picture this: pregnant me, lying on an exam table; harrison, lying on his back, on TOP of me; my legs are crossed over his legs to keep him from kicking; i'm bear-hugging him to keep his arms from moving; a nurse holding his head still; the audiologist attempting to make silly faces and reassure him; and a doctor digging in harrison's ears with a small metal instrument to remove ear wax.
yes, it was the start of a very good day. sigh.
one exam down...many more to go...