Immunize by two. It's up to you. Oh, it's up to ME? I thought it was you. Oops!
I wasn't really part of the anti-immunization band-wagon. I knew I'd eventually get Tali her shots. But I just didn't want to do it "by two." When Liz was under two she got two extra shots "by accident" and I didn't really like that. So I looked through the requirements and discovered that if I waited, she could get less shots. So I waited and it worked well. I also made sure I knew what shots she was supposed to be getting before we went to our appointment.
And that's about when Tali was born. Combine the immunization annoyance with health insurance that doesn't pay for anything under $5000 . . . and today was Tali's third time ever at the doctor and her first shot - make that three shots.
Before her appointment I told her what to expect a few times. Liz made sure she knew that the shots would hurt. But she was mostly excited about getting a hug and a sticker. When the first needle went into her leg, she was totally shocked and started crying like maybe there had been a mistake or something. When the second one hurt just as bad, she decided she was done with shots and tried to dodge the third one. Thank goodness for an experienced nurse.
The best way to describe her reaction is "totally offended." She couldn't believe that something could hurt so bad or that someone would be so cruel to do that to her. She kept saying, "She hurt me in the leg." Poor nurse.
On our way out, Tali said, "Will you take me home and put me to bed?" She was totally depressed. Too bad it was only 10am. Instead we stopped by McD's for a kiddie ice-cream cone. That brightened her spirits a little bit. And I hope it'll be a good incentive for her when we go back in 4-6 weeks. When we got home I gave her a chewable Tylenol and I think she's back to normal. Hopefully she doesn't have any of the yucky side effects shots tend to have :(
Off we go to school because today Liz is "Queen of the Jungle!" That's a glorified name for line-leader and snack-bringer. Oh wait, I'm the snack-bringer. Does that make me "Jungle Chef?"




