A few days have gone by and Joshua has a doctors appointment. It isn't that time but when we were playing with him yesterday we noticed that he wasn't able to straiten out his arms, and being the concerned parents that we are, we made a appointment as soon as we saw this. We don't want anything wrong with his arms too. We're in the car on the way over there, "I'm starving, lets stop and get something. Do you want anything?" he said pulling into a Sonic.

"I'm fine, but don't get anything too much so we won't be late." I said leaning my head back. This morning I woke up with a horrible headache, and it won't go away. It's one of those headaches that make your stomach hurt.

He ordered and around fifteen minutes later we were off to the doctor. Ezra picked him up and carried him for me. After my problem with the stitches unless I'm sitting I'm afraid to hold them in fear it might hurt my stomach. So Ezra carried him in. I signed us in and we waited.

"Joshua Fitz to room three." we heard over the intercom, so we walked in the door and down the hall until we saw our room and we took a seat.

I started to strip down his clothes and handed them to Ezra as I did so. I'm sure that HP is confused by the fact that he isn't getting a diaper change, and we aren't at home, and he's is going around in no clothes. I handed him to Ezra after I was done, "I know you're cold buddy, we're gonna get your clothes back on you in a little while. Until then daddy is going to cuddle up with you." he said wrapping Joshua up into a blanket.

The doctor walked in. So we put Joshua up onto the table. "Now what seems to be the problem? He wasn't due for another check up for another few weeks." he said taking glasses off of his face after looking at a clip board.

Standing up I walked over to them, "We were playing with him the other day and we noticed that his arms won't fully straiten and there is this bump on his right side just below his rib cage. " I informed him showing the doctor everything on Joshua to which he started to cry.

The doctor took a look at him, and tested his reflexes and things of the sort. "Well, I know that his arm's are shorter than they are supposed to be, I'm want someone to take a look at that. As for the bump that is a growth that I want to get a blood sample. I'll send a nurse in to do that." he stated and walked out the door and when to write more things on his clip board.

Another few minutes went by and a nurse came and with a needle. Joshua started screaming even louder as she stuck the needle in him. It broke my heart to hear my baby crying like that. I hate the thought of him being in pain, it's a horrible feeling, and I am ready for it to be over and for him to be happy again.

He walked out and not caring about my stitches I picked up my son and rocked him until he was quiet I then gave him to Ezra. We walked to the desk to pay and to schedule the follow up on Joshua's arms. It is in three weeks from today in Philadelphia. His first road trip! Although I'm not sure that I'm going to enjoy it that much I'll be too nervous.

We didn't go home afterwards we took him to see my mom and dad- and to check up on Mike, he is doing a lot better but he is still pretty out of it and in a lot of pain. I feel so bad for him and I wish I could do something for him, but I just don't know what to do other than to be a good sister and be there for him as much as I can. We walked in and he was passed out on the couch. Mom was at the kitchen table reading a book. "Oh, Aria! IS it already one? I lost track of time! How did it go?" she asked taking Joshua into her arms.

"Well, he wants Joshua to see someone that can further determine what is wrong with his arms, but he does know this they are shorter than they are supposed to be. Then with the bump on his ribs he believes is a growth and took a blood sample. He said he'd call us back when he found any thing out. But there is a possibility that he is going to have to have surgery." I informed her. Some where in there dad walked in and took a seat next to mom and smiled at Joshua.

"He'll be alright. He's a healthy happy baby. He just has some things he has to deal with. Things that he can't help." she said smiling rubbing at his knees.

Dad smiled, "So do I get to hold my grandson, or are you going to hog him?" he asked mom motioning his arms out for he to give him Joshua to hold. She gave Joshua to him, "Thank you. He's six weeks old I I've held him what three times? Every time they visit either you or Mike is holding him." he complained. I think that grandpa is wanting some quality time with his grandson.

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