I had to take Tomas to the podiatrist about 4 years ago because of an ingrown toe nail. Last night he decided to tell me it had returned. Being 12 years old I do not follow him into the bathroom any more. What he has learned from this current experience is that he has to tell me when things aren't right. Not to wait three weeks to say a word about it.
So today I called and made an appointment with the podiatrist. The podiatrist was lovely. She said we got there just in time to prevent an infection, and hence a wedge resection of the toe...youch!
Tom sat in that chair and was very brave. I held his hand, and he squeezed it very tight. We have a good bond, and he knows it means he has got to tell me things sooner sometimes :)
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Isn't that just so male behaviour.
Ur a good mum, being there for him like that :)
He sounds like a very brave boy.
How does a 12 year old get that?
Jeeeez...
Owee! I've had that toe wedge thing done before and I'm a bit older than 12! I'm beginning to see a "need for communication" thread in these kids and pets stories! But wait, that's not natural is it? :-)
Andrew, too right!
Mal, I reckon his Dad would also have been good. Although, we do use different encouraging words I believe. Mine were, "Squeeze the death out of my hand if you want to, because I am used to it".
His would probably have been, "You'll be right mate". Nah, he would have held Tom's hand too.
Janis, he sure is.
Galen, he had it at age 6 aswell, it is just an overgrown nail that cuts into the side of the skin of the toe and furrows in. He has big hoofs! Size 9 mens shoes! Whilst I am just a size 6 ladies shoe, lol.
Faye, lol, you know, it would be great to have that thread going on!
12 year old boys are wonderful. Not yet men, not little boys. Sounds like your almost man is very brave.
Ouch! Poor boy! But yes, typical of a boy, they always wait to tell you these things. Mine usually spring it in the middle of the night when its too late to go and do something.
hehe lil darling Tomas :)
Keshi.
Sad and sweet...he is growing up. I had to deal with a Plantar wart and my son....pretty much the same thing....bravery and all.
Awwww...I remember our youngest almost passing out when they took a blood sample...I caughte her as she dropped...thats what we mum's are for...holding hands, catching them on the way down... etc
Mom, he sure is , even more brave than I.
Karisma, yeah..the middle of the night seems Oh so appropriate to them, lol.
Keshi, huggs :)
Rosemary, ouchies to the wart there, bravery awards needed there too.
Therese, I can see that happening in front of my eyes, you know, Tom used to be faint-full at many things that were icky, I guess he is maturing before my eyes :(
I finally figured out a way to read blogs that won't click from my page!!
What a brave boy, and my Josh is the same re communication.
Love them at that age.
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