Getting a handle of this eating thing. . .finally.
We've had a busy few weeks. . .
We had the worst experience ever at Dr. M's. He was scheduled to get one shot (the last on our scaled back vaccination schedule) and we must have gotten a nurse straight out of school. She started by telling me not to worry at the size of the needle she was going to use because the smaller size wouldn't be big enough. . .and assured me that the length of the needle wouldn't be going into Cole's arm. . .
. . .but. . .flash forward 90 seconds, and when she couldn't press the dispenser trigger because her own fingers were in the way. . .she pushed that needle so hard into Cole's arm that the needle itself disappeared.
His eyes rolled back into his head before screaming and I thought for a minute all three of us might pass out.
So our teen aged nurse is freaking out and says the needle must be defective. Okay. Let's just get this done and get out of here. I calm her down and get her to prepare another dose of the shot. And the same thing happens again. The needle goes deep into Cole's arm, I look for a second at our nurse's face which is starting to sweat. . .and finally, I see that she figures out to move her finger out of the way so the trigger can dispense. Good Christ.
Cole, meanwhile. . .is freaking out. He's screaming and holding my face in his hands saying "mama". I could barely get him dressed in the doctor's office before having to leave. We ran out of there without making a new appointment and without getting some referral papers I needed. And I'm pretty sure Cole will now hate that place for life. I know I will.
That was last Friday. And I haven't called back yet. I know I need to. . .but I'm still not calm yet. But I will. . .if nothing else, to save other unsuspecting children from the horror of having needles stuck in their bones.
And then Bill and I celebrated our 5 year wedding anniversary and actually called a babysitter! Last week, we spent a great day at Salisbury with the Paradis clan, and a couple at York with the Goguens. Aunt Debbie has some great pictures of the day. . . but unfortunately, Bill or I didn't get any. He's just too fast lately to stop, take a picture, and still catch him before he's stepped on someones beach blanket.
We also celebrated new cousin Cora's baptism last weekend. Here he is with Uncle Marc pointing and Bill and I while we were busy with Cora.
We had the worst experience ever at Dr. M's. He was scheduled to get one shot (the last on our scaled back vaccination schedule) and we must have gotten a nurse straight out of school. She started by telling me not to worry at the size of the needle she was going to use because the smaller size wouldn't be big enough. . .and assured me that the length of the needle wouldn't be going into Cole's arm. . .
. . .but. . .flash forward 90 seconds, and when she couldn't press the dispenser trigger because her own fingers were in the way. . .she pushed that needle so hard into Cole's arm that the needle itself disappeared.
His eyes rolled back into his head before screaming and I thought for a minute all three of us might pass out.
So our teen aged nurse is freaking out and says the needle must be defective. Okay. Let's just get this done and get out of here. I calm her down and get her to prepare another dose of the shot. And the same thing happens again. The needle goes deep into Cole's arm, I look for a second at our nurse's face which is starting to sweat. . .and finally, I see that she figures out to move her finger out of the way so the trigger can dispense. Good Christ.
Cole, meanwhile. . .is freaking out. He's screaming and holding my face in his hands saying "mama". I could barely get him dressed in the doctor's office before having to leave. We ran out of there without making a new appointment and without getting some referral papers I needed. And I'm pretty sure Cole will now hate that place for life. I know I will.
That was last Friday. And I haven't called back yet. I know I need to. . .but I'm still not calm yet. But I will. . .if nothing else, to save other unsuspecting children from the horror of having needles stuck in their bones.
And then Bill and I celebrated our 5 year wedding anniversary and actually called a babysitter! Last week, we spent a great day at Salisbury with the Paradis clan, and a couple at York with the Goguens. Aunt Debbie has some great pictures of the day. . . but unfortunately, Bill or I didn't get any. He's just too fast lately to stop, take a picture, and still catch him before he's stepped on someones beach blanket.
We also celebrated new cousin Cora's baptism last weekend. Here he is with Uncle Marc pointing and Bill and I while we were busy with Cora.
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