Sedated.

So, today I got a call from an audiologist, who had been contacted by the people at the NICU Follow-up Clinic—you know, the poor saps for whom I left three long, rambling messages pleading for help after being told I’d have to wait six weeks for Simone’s sedated hearing test.
Anyway, the audiologist was calling to tell me that if I liked, she could squeeze us in this Thursday morning for a repeat of the same UNsedated testing that Simone failed to sit still for last week—an Otoacoustic Emissions test and some Tympanograms, otherwise known as The Stick-Things-In-Your-Ear Evaluation. She promised she wouldn’t make Simone sit (Simone has a horror of sitting, and prefers to stand, which caused problems last time) and suggested that I bring the baby already sleepy.

(“Does she take a morning nap?” she asked innocently, prompting a grim little chuckle from my end of the line.)

To further twist the plot, she mentioned that she’d looked over the results of the NICU hearing screen, and while she agreed that technically Simone had passed, she felt there was something “questionable” about the results for one ear.

So naturally, after that little tidbit, I decided to accept the appointment. The waiting is killing me, and if this Thursday turns out to be useless, well, we already have the sedated test scheduled at University Hospital in two weeks. So my question to you is: Baby Benadryl for Thursday—for or against?
I’m kidding, of course. Only not really. Of course I am! Maybe. Or not.