I don’t like shots. I can’t even watch while I have blood taken. My kids have taken after me.
When my 7-year-old Dani was a baby, she would get seriously upset. I would help pin her to the table (with tears streaming down my eyes) while she looked at me with, not sad, but angry eyes! One nurse commented, “That is the maddest I have ever seen a baby get–ever!”
When that same daughter had to get a flu shot last winter, she still wasn’t having it, but was more mobile! Dani took off down the hall. I had to capture and drag her back to the office. As she got the shot her cries morphed into giggles. It wasn’t so bad.
Yesterday, it was Evie’s turn. My future kindergartner has always been such a brave little girl. I didn’t anticipate too much of a problem. When the nurse came in with the shots, I could see the fear, but I was sure my little trooper was going to tough it out.
I was told I needed to lay her down and hold her legs. But, as I attempted to lift her onto the table, she suddenly started full-out screaming and flailing and flopping like a caught fish. She flopped right off the table, still screaming, and ran to the corner or the room.
Dani was with me and couldn’t handle it, she burst out laughing. Then, I lost it–laughing hysterically. I glanced at the nurse; she was not amused. Dani finally left the room; she couldn’t contain herself. I am generally not quite so cruel, but my normally socially-timid Evie really shocked me.
After turning my head from Evie and the nurse for one more body shaking chuckle, I finally calmed myself enough to get my screamer back on the table for her shots. I held it in, mostly. Evie continued screaming and glaring at me the entire time. I couldn’t blame her.
When it was over, she didn’t burst into giggles like her sister had. The torturous situation had been too much. She was still shaken. I had snapped out of crazy-mean-laughing-lady mode and gave her a big hug. The lollipop and sticker finally cured her trauma.
As we got in the car she asked me, “Mom, do I have to get shots tomorrow?”
“No, not for a long, long time.”