So the original plan was to bring
all the children to our Paediatricians office for their flu shots while the
hubby was home a few weeks ago. Well of
course that didn’t work out because that would make my life way to easy. Not that I didn’t try mind you – I called the
office over a month ago to book the appointment. I told them the hubby would be home and so
the children wouldn’t be as psychotic as they would be if I had them all on my
own. They understood. After all they really didn’t want to have to
start drinking that early in the day. Of
course the day of the appointment some were sick with some crazy virus, and the
others were having issues with their asthma – even the babies couldn’t
co-operate they were wheezing like some old fat cat trying to climb a few
stairs. So the appointment had to be re-scheduled for yesterday – 6 days after the
I should give some background
here – my children are crazy on a daily basis but when a needle is lurking
around in their vicinity, well let’s just say they go completely bonkers. I’m not really sure why this happen’s,
perhaps they all had a bad experience in some past life of something, who
knows. One time we had to lock the Dr.’s office door because one of my children
kept trying to escape, some hide under the Dr.’s desk and some just do it the
old fashioned way – scream like hell.
Well yesterday we almost didn’t make
it to this appointment because some of my kiddies were still fighting this
virus, and one child (I won’t mention who) was complaining of chest pains.
Really? Could she think of something more original than that to get out of
having the flu shot? I was determined
though but I will confess I downed a few Tylenol before we left.
As soon as we walked into the
office the looks started and the inconspicuous counting of how many children
were actually with me. Nothing new
really, but typically I don’t have all 8 children with me at the Dr.’s
Ryley was fine until it was time
for him to get the needle. Then it started
– the screaming, the attempts to escape and in turn, this resulted in him
scaring the crap out of the poor babies! The babies who started off as being
calm started crying. Loudly.
Next was Arielle. She was fine,
but she wouldn’t get out of the office and go watch the video in the waiting
room, she insisted on staying in the room to torture her siblings. She kept informing them that really it didn’t
hurt, it was just a pinch, and how brave she was. She wouldn’t stop talking and
I couldn’t decide what was worse – her constant chatter or the crying and
screaming that was taking place.
Ryley kept going in and out of
the office trying to see how scared his brothers were. Seriously, it did look a
bit like a circus and some poor little girl who was waiting for her turn to see
a Dr. just kept staring at my children with this strange look on her face. She probably thought we were from some other
planet. My child who complained of chest
pains was seen by the Dr. and given the OK – she wasn’t happy about that. It is days like this that I would like to
send my husband a Voodoo doll.
Finally we were finished and I really
wanted a really strong drink.
Unfortunately I had to drive 8 children home – but that’s another story.
How are your children with
needles and do they get the flu shot every year?
Until next time,