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Thursday, October 20, 2005

My Poor Boo - The Dreaded 4th Yr Shots


Today Boo and I went to get her 4 yr vaccinations.
It's never pleasant to have to take your children
to do what to me amounts to torture not only for
them but for poor mom. I'm always afraid of
some strange reaction, which is really unfounded
because to this day none of my children have
suffered from anything more than feeling a little
yucky, fever and localized pain where they recieved
the shot. Then there is the guilt. How could I
allow some stranger to poke little holes in my
poor baby. Of course it doesn't help when she
looks at me with tears streaming down her face
and says, "You're a mean mommy!!" Or the time
when I went to get Babygirl's 4 yr shots and
as soon as the nurse came in to give them, she
disappears under the closest chair, screaming,
"Save me momma. Save me momma!"

Unfortunately, our insurance doesn't cover
vaccinations, so we have to go to the local city
run health clinic. As soon as we get to the
clinic, somehow she already knows what we
are there for. I'm sure at some point she
overheard the word "shot" in the days
preceding us actually going, and put two and
two together. We get in line and she starts
whining which then turns into crying and telling
me she doesn't want to get her shots and wants
to go home(more guilt). This lasts the whole
hour and fifteen minutes we are sitting in the
waiting room. All the while, all the other kids are
delightfully unaware that there is even a thing
as terrible as shots. All except this one little
prissy thing that is staring at Boo and says,
"Momma, I'm getting a shot and I'm not crying."
Which leaves me thinking, "You just wait you
little...."

Finally, her name is called and we go back. The
crying is getting louder and so is the squirming.
We walk into the room and there are 5 filled
needles sitting on the table. 5! Oh my god, why
are there 5? The nurse informs me that between
the time I got her 15 month shots and now it has
become a requirement that they get the Prevnar
and Hepititis A vaccines. Yea, that's just great! I
am trying to keep her back to the needles so she
doesn't see them and the nurse tells me to
turn her around and hold her tight. Boo goes
ballistic and I'm telling ya, tight ain't cutting it.
She kicks the nurse and is fighting with all her
might. Yep, you guessed it, more guilt. Lot's
of it. I had to put this child in a combination
head lock and leg scissors! I have never had
one of my kids react that way. Very upsetting.
Somehow, the nurse gives her all the shots and
we go to leave. She is still crying but now she's
just pissed and throws a fit all the way to the
car. We get in and I promptly say, "Hey you
wanna go get a prize?"

Guilt smirks at me from the passenger seat.....



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