Surprise, Kids! It's Flu Shot Day!
The kids simultaneously burst into tears. Again.
Dad was up. Now let me just say right here that I thought Dad and I were on the same page. Apparently I should have pulled Dad aside in the lobby and compared notes.
Dad sat there stone faced. Ready to take it like a champ. Until… the nurse put the needle in his arm. Sometimes Dad has a flair for the dramatic. Especially if he has an audience. This moment was no exception.
Dad began to scream and cry. And grabbed his arm as though he had been stabbed (I gave the performance a 7). In his mind he was trying to lighted the mood. Make all of the kids giggle at Silly Dad.
The kids did not get the joke. Once again they erupted into wails. And NOW it was their turn.
One by one, each kid was presented to the nurse. They all cried. They all tried to run. They all pleaded for mercy. They all squirmed.
One had to be stuck THREE times because he kept jerking right when the needle pierced the skin. Yet another tried to go down swinging. Dad had to step in.
And finally it was over. All four had received a shot (or three).
Sometimes being a parent means having to be the bad guy. Kids may not always understand our reasons. Or maybe they just don’t care about the reasons because shots really hurt.
With Operation Immunizations Blitz 2013in the history books, they all got to pick out a little something. I wanted to save the day. I wanted them to forgive us for not being honest with them from the start. I wanted them to forget all about the shots and just go back to being kids again.
Either that or maybe I always remember that these are the four people who will pick my nursing home one day. Payback is…well…you know.