Well do you know why I’m going to the doctor’s,
it’s because my lungs are sick.
After we signed in I had to wait until we could
go to the breathing test. It checks how much air goes into my lungs.
Well, sometimes I have to have x-rays of my lungs
so I have to take off my shirt.
I’ve had to take lots of tests to try and
fix my lung problem.
I had to drink ”chocolate milk” so the
people could watch the milk go through my tummy.
I had to go into a “donut machine.”
I had to lie still for this test. This one also checks my lungs.
I had to have an operation to take “gunkies”
out of my lungs. The best part of this operation was playing playstation
all weekend.
Sometimes I have to go a room where they take blood
out of me. I don’t like blood taken out of me. Because sometimes
it hurts.
I take all the tests but my lungs are still not
better.
The doctor said I can go outside because in the
winter I’m not allowed. He said my lungs are looking better
– but not quite perfect.
When I’m at home, I have to take my puffers
at night and at morning.
When I get sick my Mommy and Daddy have to “cup”
me. I don’t like it when I have to get cupped. However I love
it when my Dad tickles me. I think it works better than cupping.
I don’t like being sick because not really
anyone else in my family and friends get sick. I get sick a lot
of times.
My Mommy told me I’m special because, G-d
made me sick so that when I grow up I want be a doctor. Not just
any doctor – a doctor that helps kids lungs get better –
so know one has to be sick again!
The End!
