My son had a visit to the doctor today. He had a wart on his hand that we have tried everything to get rid of and it was really bothering him. So we finally went to see his pediatrician.
He has a flair for the dramatic (to say the least) and even brought his backpack out of class (at 10 something in the morning) because “they may not want me to come back to school if there’s a lot of blood.” I’m saying that just so you know that he was more than a little apprehensive.
We get there, we’re mostly relaxed, but after the doctor produces a cup full of liquid nitrogen I could see the doubt creeping into his eyes. Always the good parent, I looked at him closely and said: “I’ll buy you a chocolate shake for lunch.”
“Make it vanilla.”
“Deal.”
So, we made it through the treatment and he’s probably already forgotten about it. We went to Dairy Queen for lunch so he could pick a treat (a cup of vanilla, instead of a shake), but I made him eat his Steak Fingers first.
Oh, and the other boy that grew up a little? Was me. I’m at Dairy Queen and had a chicken sandwich, water to drink, and no ice cream. I so deserve a cookie.
Woo-hoo! For your son AND you. My oldest had a wart appear ‘where the sun don’t shine’, you might say, and she surprised me about her fearlessness. Of course, I rewarded her (and myself) with a Mickey D’s ice cream cone. It’s only 160 calories, y’know!
Me and DQ go WAY back. The fact that you had no ice cream at DQ puts you on a pedestal all your own, my friend!
Wow. When I had warts cryo’d off.. it hurt. I’m such a wussy đ
Congrats on the will of steal and passing up the ice cream!
dude, not even a Dilly Bar? or a small cone w/ the crackly topping?
I bow before your willpower of steel. Dang. There are so few DQs around here I just instinctively pull into the lot when I see that Texas Stop Sign.
I had plantars warts when I was younger and had them frozen off…I remember the doctor and my mother telling me not to look down, so what do I do? It was GROSS…
And just to let you know…mine came back…I ended up having to get a prescription of some strong acidic stuff…I had to soak my foot for 20 minutes every night, put vaseline around the warts, apply the acid and put a bandaid on. Or rather, my mother did. The FINALLY went away and never came back.
Congrats on no ice cream…instead of a cookie, go get Ben and Jerry’s…they’re better then DQ any day!
And somewhere a fairy lost her wings. đ
Kudos to you and your son for surviving a rough day!
No ice cream… at DAIRY QUEEN?!?!
…that’s just not natural….