Today we took the kids for their 7 and 4 year checkups. I usually go by myself, both kids end up having shots, and it takes 4 or 5 of us to hold one down while a stranger holds/comforts the other one. Honestly, it's one of those situations you can choose to laugh or cry about. I usually choose to laugh, which makes everyone in the doctor's office question my sanity.
Since Justin was on Fall Break (must be nice, huh?) this week, I insisted that he ride with us. E doesn't need anymore vaccinations until she's 12, but Luke was due for 3 plus a TB test. And then there's the flu shot. If you're counting, we're at 5 sticks for my baby and one for the girl.
I got my flu shot on Tuesday, so she knew it was coming. She actually did pretty good. She didn't whine and cry and fuss on the way there (which she would have a year ago). She cried a little bit beforehand, but once they stuck her she stopped crying and that was that.
Poor Luke. They did the TB test first, and I had to hold him across my lap. Then he had two shots in each leg, while I held his arms and the top half of him, his daddy held his legs, and two girls shared the responsibility of holding him down and administering the "injections" (which I'm pretty sure the kids have figured out is just code for shots). E asked if she could sit in the room across the hall so she didn't have to hear him cry.
Bless.
Before their world was turned upside down, Dr. Ray gave them the gold seal of approval. E is 52 inches tall and weighs 58 lbs...tall and skinny. He was very impressed with her balance (he made her hop across the room on one foot) and immediately asked if she took gymnastics. Luke is 44 inches tall and 42 lbs. He was very impressed with his balance and athleticism too, saying that kids aren't expected to be able to hop on one foot until at least age 5.
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Since we survived the doctor's office, we went to "the big slide" (aka Chick-Fil-A) for supper and ice cream. Then we went on a mad search for two matching white tubs...one left drain, one right drain. Lowe's, then to Home Depot, back to Lowe's, then to another Lowe's made for an exhausting night. Luke slept through the final Lowe's trip...on the tub. We finally made it home at 9:30PM.
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Since Justin was on Fall Break (must be nice, huh?) this week, I insisted that he ride with us. E doesn't need anymore vaccinations until she's 12, but Luke was due for 3 plus a TB test. And then there's the flu shot. If you're counting, we're at 5 sticks for my baby and one for the girl.
I got my flu shot on Tuesday, so she knew it was coming. She actually did pretty good. She didn't whine and cry and fuss on the way there (which she would have a year ago). She cried a little bit beforehand, but once they stuck her she stopped crying and that was that.
Poor Luke. They did the TB test first, and I had to hold him across my lap. Then he had two shots in each leg, while I held his arms and the top half of him, his daddy held his legs, and two girls shared the responsibility of holding him down and administering the "injections" (which I'm pretty sure the kids have figured out is just code for shots). E asked if she could sit in the room across the hall so she didn't have to hear him cry.
Bless.
Before their world was turned upside down, Dr. Ray gave them the gold seal of approval. E is 52 inches tall and weighs 58 lbs...tall and skinny. He was very impressed with her balance (he made her hop across the room on one foot) and immediately asked if she took gymnastics. Luke is 44 inches tall and 42 lbs. He was very impressed with his balance and athleticism too, saying that kids aren't expected to be able to hop on one foot until at least age 5.
