A Boy's Visit to the Doctors

         This morning I had a really interesting drs. Appointment that I got to take one of the older boys to. It was my worse and sad one yet but in a way a neat experience at the same time. It was a boy that needed to get caught up on his shots.
         He did not like getting shots at all. Even before we got there, he kept saying how long will it be and I miss my mommy and daddy and I want to go home. He even told the drs. That but he was happy to see the doctor because he remembered him.
           I had to hold him on my lap for his first shot while holding his arms down so the doctor could give a shot. His second shot was longer so we had to have 3 people hold him. I hid his face so he could not see the shot and told him to look at my eyes. One of the doctors told him to look at mom (me) because he did not know. That got to me. I was really about to cry after that because I felt sorry for him.
           Then on the way back he asked me if I ever got shots. I told him that I did when I was little like him and that I cried too. Also, that I still do not like them to this day.
           At supper, a few hours after, he said my name aloud to get my attention. He was smiling when he said it. It is a strange thing but I love drs. Appointments because it is like you and only you are there for the child and they might remember you for that one reason. This is the second appointment I took a older kid to that was scared. Honestly, you just have to share your stories so they know they are not the only one going through it.