I didn't go with him as he is a big boy and we don't feel the need to hand hold all the time (marriage does that to you, peeps)!
The doctor listened to T's description of his symptoms and did a fingerprick test to check T's blood glucose level.* Whatever the doctor saw worried him enough to send T off to have a fasting glucose test the following morning at our local hospital.
*Despite being a big boy, T has been complaining about this hurting off and on ever since, but I have a nasty feeling he may need to get used to it...
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