So as mentioned in the previous post (see "baby daze") our little Peanut has had to have his second lot of immunizations. Is it second? Or is it third? Meh.
He got jabbed when he was born, again at two months and now that he is four months has had to have another confrontation with the dreaded needle, so third. In fact he had to have three needles this time.
Public immunisations happen at the council building ever month. They start at 6.00pm and go till everyone that needs to be injected is done. I have been told that if you get there before 6.00pm you don't have to wait too long.
We got there at 6.10pm and were given our number as we walked in the door - 41. We then took a seat and hear number 11 being called. So we had a bit of a wait. Actually the wait was not that bad, they have the whole "how to get people in, stuck with a needle and out again" pretty well down pat.
I sat in front of a woman from my mother's group and her little bundle and we chatted for a while, she had number 24, and when her number was called to go and get her baby's shots done my number was called to go to the back of the room and get the baby health record book stamped. We then took our seats again to wait to be called to the front.
When our number was called for a second time I went to the front and sat between two nurses with Peanut on my lap. The nurses then gave him the two injections, one in each leg from each of the nurses. The look on Peanuts face was like "what the hell was that for!!!" then one of the nurses gave him a third injection and he screamed, very very loudly.
How do you explain to baby why he is being stabbed in the legs for his own good, all he knows is that there are two people causing him pain and his mother is sitting there, holding him and letting it all happen.
At least when he is older he won't remember things like this. I will remember it, but he won't. And it much better that he gets immunised against these illnesses than has to suffer through them later on.
(: Reggie
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