I took Preschooler D for his flu shot today. The kid in front of us had a major melt down and was still not done when he came out even though he was covered in stickers and holding a bouquet of lollipops. I was a little worried about D being scared by this, but he took it like a champ. The frazzled nurse wanted me to lay down on D’s arms while she gave the shot, but I told D we would just hold hands because there was no reason to worry. I’m not going to say it wouldn’t have been appropriate from some children to be held down like that, but I think D would have been more scared of his mother putting him in a death grip than the actual shot.
He was fine. He so fine, in fact, I had to remind Frazzled Nurse to give him a sticker and a lollipop.
I am sending you over to read my friend Tonya’s blog today. She is a physical therapist who is spending two months working in Haiti.