chapter 8 Doctors appointment

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The next morning I woke up in my nursery with my vibrators going, and with my lid of my crib over me and locked to make sure I couldn’t run away again. I knew that I was supposed to call out for my parents but I wanted a few minutes to myself. When I felt I was ready to deal with what they had in store for me, I cried out like a baby would to get their attention because my parents didn’t trust me not to talk like an adult, so they kept my pacifier gag in my mouth.

It didn’t take long for Sam to come to my nursery, and pick me up while talking to me in a babyish tone. While Sam changed me he told me what was planned for me saying, “Well baby, you and I are going to the doctor today so I am going to dress you up so you are presentable.” So that’s what Sam did. He got me dressed then he took me to the kitchen were I got put in my bouncer and listened to my parents talk about adult stuff that I wasn’t meant to know.

By the time both my parents were through with their breakfast I got mine. While I eat the bottle, I heard Sam say, “It is ok, Cas. Me and Dean Bean will be just fine seeing his doctor by ourselves while you go take care of your Angel business.” 
“Well okay, Sam I have to go. Love you Dean a bean, I love you too my Sam. See you tonight,” said Cas. 
“We love you too, Cas. See you tonight.” With that said Cas went to go do Angel things while Sam and I went to the doctor.

To say I was scared was an understatement. I was terrified of what the mystery shots were going to do to me. We sat in the waiting room for a long time. I couldn’t tell you for how long we sat there waiting for my name to be called and when it was Sam picked up my portable car seat and carried me to the room to wait for my doctor to come in. I didn't know what kind of doctor they knew that would treat me like a baby for them.

I must have fallen asleep through the whole appointment because when I woke up the doctor was in the room talking to Sam about the results. I heard the doctor say, “Sam your boy has gained some weight but I do suggest you start feeding him some baby food. With that said, you and Cas are taking real good care of him. All that is left now is to give your boy his shots and you can leave.”

The doctor left the room then a nurse came in and said, “I have two shots for a Dean Novak.” 
“That is the little one in the car seat,” said Sam. She nodded and gave me two shots, one in each knee. I was in so much pain from the shots that I didn't pay attention to what the nurse was telling Sam, but I had a felling that it wasn’t good news for me.

After Sam got through talking with the nurse he picked up my car seat and carried me outside to the car, then drove us home. I got put down for a nap on my playmat, exhausted and in pain. By the time I woke up Cas was home and dinner was ready. I had thought I was just going to get to watch my parents eat real food, but I was wrong. Sam pulled my baby bouncer closer to him and I saw Sam had a jar of something in his hand. I didn’t really care about what was in that jar but, what I did care about was that I was actually getting food, so when Sam offered me that first spoonful of what ever was in that jar I willingly eat what was on that spoon. I found out the stuff in the jar was pureed corn and I loved it, so I ended up eating the whole jar and a few other jars of good food.

By the end of my dinner I needed a bath, but I had to wait for my parents to finish eating their dinner. While Sam cleaned up the kitchen , Cas took me upstairs to give me a bath and when Cas got through with washing me, he took me to my room. He put me on the changing table. When Cas got me dressed for the night, he put me in my crib and started up my vibrators.

However, instead of putting my crib's lid on, Cas left me uncovered. In the back of my mind I thought I must have gained their trust back, but what I didn’t know was that the shots I got today was the only reason Cas left me uncovered. I really don’t care what it was that made my parents trust me with out the lid over me; I wasn’t looking a gift horse in the mouth. With these thoughts in mind I fell asleep not knowing what was in store for me.

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