Today was suposed to be flu prevention today. Shot for Henry and flu mist for Davis. We got to the pediatrician and they told me Henry could also do flu mist, as long as he had not had any breathing trouble in the last year. He had not, but Davis had...in the spring, they put him on breathing treatments for a week or so. Flu mist was out for my drama baby and the fear and tears started flowing. Henry went first...with the shot, because he has been coughing some. He cried I think not from the shot, but from the placement of the bandaid. As soon as he had a lollipop...he was good. Davis' turn. Bless his heart, I think he was trying to be tough. He wanted to sit next to me instead of in my lap, but then he kept fighting it, so into my lap he went. (At least they did not have to bring in the entire nusing staff this time.) When she actually poked him, he let out a blood curdling scream. As soon as he was done, Henry was trying to comfort him, giving him a lollipop. He might live, I 'll let you know tomorrow.
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