We took Ellery to see our family doctor Thursday. He said her lump is bigger than he likes to see at two weeks old, so he ordered a full set of skull x-rays. I was bummed, as that kind of exposure is terrible for anyone’s health (much less a newborn). But better to know that it’s not a skull fracture or malformed bone than to go on wondering, and have more problems. My sister Sonya was visiting that day (thank goodness) so she played with Maya while we waited and had the x-rays done. Ellery wasn’t a happy camper; the techs weren’t the most gentle. The doctor had assured me that they’d make sure the rest of her body was well shielded. Well, it wasn’t. They threw this teeny little bib-like thing over her abdomen and called it good. They had me hold her down (she was screaming and flailing her arms about), and they threw an apron on me, too. They didn’t care that it was falling off me, and I just wanted it all done with. They did three shots, then realized that her snaps were in them, and took one more. Poor Ellery. Her head was held between these two hard foamy things. Again, not gentle.
Now I feel awful that I exposed her to that. The nurse phoned Friday and said she’s fine! Praise God!