For those of you who know me well (and you all should, I have been pouring my heart and soul out on this Blog for weeks) you know that I was born with a PDA. No I did not come out holding the newest iPhone or Palm Pilot. Who would want the new iPhone any way with all those reception problems?
A PDA is a medical problem that I was born with. Those of you who are not as medically hip, it is a valve that has to do with oxygen and blood that closes on babies as soon as they are born. My was not closed. I like to do things on my own time, not when everyone else is doing things. Because it wasn't closed I spent a day in this place they called the NICU, had to have several old men squirt gel on my chest and look at my heart and visit more doctors. Those doctors just can't get enough of me.
Well I went to see another one of those doctors this week and they said that I was all better. No more PDA and a perfectly wonderful looking heart. When my mom heard the news, she told the doctor that she was glad she never had to see him again. I'm not sure that was the most polite thing to say, maybe I will have to talk to my mommy about her manners. I may still have issues pooping, spitting up and peeing on people but even I know not to say things like that. Other than mom's issues it was a happy day. These are pictures of me happy about no PDA!
Yay!!!!
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