Yesterday I took Obi Wan-da to the pediatrician for a well check-up. She had a grand time chatting up the doctor and was even excited over the prospect of shots (it's been a little while since her last well visit so she's forgotten that she's ever had shots before).
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
"Just like Doc!" Doc got all 4 of his 5-year-old shots last month so Obi was thrilled that she was big stuff like her brother. (He's 6... like I said, I got a little lazy with the well check-ups).
Somehow Obi missed the part about Doc hating his shots so she just sat on the table swinging her legs while she waited for the nurse. Needless to say I was pleasantly surprised because I figured she was going to create a big scene.
It was pitiful to watch her face go from a big smile to disappointment to wide-eyed realization that shots hurt. Afterward she told me, "I thought shots weren't supposed to hurt." When I asked her who on earth had told her that she replied, "My self."
By the way, whatever she lacked in pre-shot drama she's more than making up for now. She looks a little decrepit as she nurses her arm (which is not swollen or red in any way).
She's already worked up about those 5-year-old shots and I don't think she's telling herself they won't hurt.