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Subject: To Becky Author: Tim [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: Thursday, October 01, 2009, 01:53: am In reply to: Peter 's message, "Re: Waiting for the Doctor" on Wednesday, September 30, 2009, 01:41: am Becky, how old were you and your sisters, when all of you got shots, where you all watched??? Did you all accept the fact that you were getting a shot or did any of you resist? Tim [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> [> [> Subject: Re: To Becky Author: Becky [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Thursday, October 01, 2009, 06:10: am It happened more than once but the most memorable time that I was thinking about I was around eight and that would make my middle sister seven and the youngest about five. We were good girls and didn't really resist, just pleaded and begged not to get a shot, or when older pleaded to get it in the arm instead of the heinie. My middle sister was probably the only one that resisted one time in the doctor's office when she was about ten. When we were called in another girl and her brother was called in front of us and they were put in the next room. Her brother was about my age and his sister was about eight. I always hated that since I didn't want anyone to know that I was the one crying if I got a shot. When the doctor checked my sister he said she was going to get two shots. She kept pleading with mom that she didn't want two shots. I was nervous too since I didn't want the same thing to happen to me. We waited for a long time and then we heard the girl in the next room pleading that she didn't want a shot. When I heard her scream and cry I thought how embarrassing it must be to have your older brother watch you get a shot. My sister was in tears jumping around looking at the door with each noise in the hall. Then a nurse stuck her head in and apologized for the delay and said my sister would be next after they gave a couple of shots in the next room. It wasn't long until we heard the boy in the next room scream and start crying then in a few moments he screamed louder and started bawling even more. He sounded like a three year old but I knew it was the boy in the next room around my age. He cried for a long time and that caused my sister to start crying more. When the door flew open two nurses came in the room real fast, both had shots in their hands. All I could see is my sisters pigtails flopping around side to side looking and listening to the nurses on both sides of her. She tried to squirm off the table but the big nurse held her as the other nurse gave her the shot. She was still bawling when the big nurse said here comes the next one. That was when she jumped up with her knees under her chin and the other nurse had to pull her legs down while the big one gave her the shot. Boy did she howl. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]