When we moved to Long Island we knew there would be instances where Troy would have to go to Miami for doctor appointments and it would not be possible for the whole family to go.
Troy & Atil took their first trip—father & son—to Miami this week. Troy had two major procedures–CT scan on Friday and upper endoscopy/biopsy (required anesthesia) Monday. He has Dr. appointments Tuesday and Wednesday to analyze the procedures. He is complaining today about his throat and chest hurting as he says “Because the camera went down my throat.” He is enduring allergy tests on his arms and hours of adult conversations about him between doctors and his father. He needs to sit patiently through pulmonary, gastrointestinal, allergy doctors; radiologists and nutritionists.
Troy is 6 years old. Over the years I have heard (uninvited) comments from people that I hover over him too much, he manipulates me into doing whatever he wants, he is spoiled and doesn’t listen to his elders, that I am not consistent with discipline, and that I make excuses for him. Now, in fairness, we also hear (from these same people) how smart he is, how brave he is, how tough he is. So it’s something about my relationship with him and how he acts around me that causes comments. I will not tell anyone “You are wrong” because every mind is different, every perspective is different. A good friend told me “The truth hurts.” But please accept this, I am not with my son and he is handling medical tests against his body with smiles. Troy has a big range of realities he needs to navigate through. I am so proud of him right now and cannot wait for him to get back so I can spoil him and let him turn the house upside down (It is so boring at home without you, Troy! Your brother and sister are climbing all over me to play, I need you here!)


