5 Shots

We’ve all been dreading this day for awhile.  We knew that we needed to get Davey’s immunizations updated before he started kindergarten.

I told him that he needed his shots so he could go to kindergarten.  He asked me if I’d go ahead and home school him (I’m always suggesting this to him, but he’s never been open to discussion until today).

We’ve been trying to prep him.  He was pretty nervous though.  He was talking “numbing cream” a lot.  Poor kid.   There was no numbing cream.  I’m not sure where that idea came from, as I don’t think the cream could numb far enough down to where the needle pokes.  He said that if numbing cream was not available then maybe he could take a nap during it.  I told him that general anesthesia was probably not an option.

So first they did a check up on him.  He’s 50 pounds and 45 inches tall.  It’s the first time in a very long time that he has not been “a pound per inch”.  He’s very ticklish so all the belly checking and listening made him giggle like crazy.  We had a nice P.A. who giggled with him.

Then it came time for the shots.  I always love to watch the doctors and P.A.s run for the hills when it comes shot time.  I don’t blame them.  It ain’t fun.

The nurse came in with 5 shots.  FIVE!  I had it in my head there were going to be two.  I don’t know where that idea came from.  Davey didn’t really take it in  how many needles were laid out in front of him.  He was still talking numbing cream.  I confess we went for some “pretend” numbing cream.  It was neosporin basically.   It did calm him a little, but then we had to get the shots over with.  David held him, the nurse pushed against his legs to hold him still, and I hugged his sweet head.

He wasn’t happy.  Well 5 shots?   That’s a lot to ask of any human.  He cried and yelled abit, but he recovered quickly.  We were all very happy to learn that he doesn’t have to have another shot until he is 11.

We told him that he could go anywhere he wanted for dinner.  He chose Chuck E. Cheese.  That’s what we get for getting him 5 shots.

He did recover quickly though and was soon smiling again.

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2 thoughts on “5 Shots

  1. Oh, poor little chap! 😦 Five is a huge amount in one go. I think two is bad enough. Rose has developed a phobia of sticking plasters from her vaccinations. I believe she associates the plaster going on with the pain. So when she falls over, she gets more hysterical from the idea that we’re going to put a plaster on “to make it better” than from the falling over!

  2. I see he found some nice children to play with. 😉

    Yes, you certainly paid the price for those five shots. Chuck E. Cheese is about the worst place on earth, in my opinion. And, yes, I have spent a fair amount of time in there when Stephen was a kid. LOL

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