Friday, November 4, 2011

The Monster Knows!

We went to the doctor yesterday for the second part of her flu shot. It was not fun, and Monster was not happy. Monster knows what those little tubes are that have orange tops. Those are the needles that poke her in the leg and hurt a lot. There were a couple of things that happened at this visit.

We get to the clinic at the proscribed appointment time. We check in and sit down to wait. In comes a mom with her daughter. Kaylee was immediately fascinated with this little girl's hair because it was really curly and kinky. So, this little girl and Monster are playing an Monster decides to pet this girl's hair. She didn't pull, she put her hand out and brushed the top of one of the girls pigtails. The girl decided she didn't like it at all and she pushed Monster on the floor. Monster hit her head and started screaming of course. It was sad.

The other little girl started crying because Monster was crying. I made sure to let the little girl know it was okay - they are children after all. But that mother was like "you should teach your child not to pull hair," and then she walked away. I was watching. Intently. There was no hair pulling. So, whatever. I was scolded by a mother not much older than me - no big deal. But it still made me mad because I apologized as she walked away and she didn't even say sorry to me for her bully of a daughter pushing Monster to the ground, hurting her head. :( Rude lady.

Anyway, after I calm Monster down, we are called to get her shot. I laid Monster on the exam chair thing and start to pull off one of the legs of her pants when the nurse turns around with the needle in hand. Monster literally jumped out of this chair into my arms because she didn't want it. The nurse took advantage of that, because I was holding Kaylee, and got her in the leg real quick like. But the thing is this: before - Monster didn't care what was going on she'd just lay back and let what needed to get done, get done. Now, however, she knows. I have a feeling that the White Coat Syndrome* is going to start soon.

So, long story short: flu shot. On the upside she got a new hat out of the deal! Enjoy, and have a good night! <3 Jess

I'm from here.

So, does it look ok?
*White Coat Syndrome: The fear of the doctors office because they've been there once too many. I've got it, when it comes to the dentist. I hate dentists. Le sigh.

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