We left our house at 5:30AM for Robbie’s tests at Anderson. When we arrived, the line was out into the hallway and the person checking people in was painfully slow. After 45 minutes, Robbie finally got to check in. She was like the sloth in Zootopia.
After his tests, he was exhausted, but since he has been talking about the Butterfly Center, I talked him into going. My thought is that you can feel bad at home or while watching butterflies. He was too weak to use his camera and too weak to stay very long. I went to their guest services and a nice young man got a wheelchair for us and wheeled Robbie to our car in the parking garage. He also was a sweet tour guide as he walked us through part of the museum on our way out. I was mad at myself for thinking this was a good plan. He slept all the way home and looks better this afternoon.
Pray for his strength and for good test results.