Friday, December 28, 2007

I hate shots

I don't HATE a lot of things. Overall, I am a positive and happy person. But I really REALLY HATE shots. I hate needles. I despise them so much that the thought of a large one in or near my spine so sickened me that I was deeply motivated to give birth with no epidural. (And thankfully did)

But even beyond hating shots myself, I hate it far more for my son to be on the receiving end. Uu.... I just can't even describe the feeling of seeing him -- this innocent baby laying there smiling and cooing at the nurse and then wammo here come the shots he never expected. He cried like he was in great pain and didn't understand why. The first time we suffered thru this endeavour, he looked right at me -- I mean, eye to eye, while crying and confused at why I would allow this to take place. I felt like I had caused the pain. I wanted to take it away. This time (round 2) Daddy was with us. I looked away. I could not handle it. Daddy was right there to comfort the screaming baby who now, 2 months older, was even more aware of what was going on. It was was awful. I hate seeing him, hearing him, feeling him in any pain. I HATE SHOTS!!

Oh, but their protecting him. He'll recover fast. Use Tylenol. He won't even remember it. It's the right thing to do. On and On.

Yea, yea. I hate it. I never want to go thru this again. It is too heart breaking. I hate shots.



Mari Helms said...

I hate shots too that's why I ALWAYS make the appointment when Todd can be there. The nurse was making fun of me today, she said, "Yeah, mom always leaves the room." Fine by me! I don't want to see it, it's bad enough to hear it.

AtlantaMama said...

Yes, he did go and you are right... I could not watch! It's aweful.