I hated needles. Mum said I managed to kick a doctor trying to give me a tetanus shot in my teens. After 3 kids and lets face it, a s*#t load of needles, I have become quite numb at the prospect of having a tiny little metal straw placed under my skin. But when it comes to the kids that awful fear surfaces again.
All I keep saying to myself is “stop being ridiculous” “it’s not a big deal” “it’s a tiny little pissy needle, it’s not like they’ve broken an arm”! Could I get any more ridiculous?
I know the debate is huge at the moment but as a mother of three small children, having them immunised in line with the Western Australian Immunisation Schedule was never a question for me. I did my research. I chose to vaccinate. All I had to see was one tiny baby with whooping cough and I couldn’t get them in fast enough.
I hate getting that letter in the mail, you know the one. The letter that reminds you it’s time to get your child immunised. I often put it aside and swiftly forget that it ever came only to be reminded by my girlfriends talking about how it went with their kids.
This time two letters came. Autumn was due for her 4year and Van for his 4month vaccinations. Bagsing a child was now the order of the day.
Having the breast’s worked in my favour. I won Van. Yes! There was something about Autumn making it clear that she was NOT EVER having a needle that I didn’t want to deal with.
We decided to unite, put up a confident family front and off we all went.
By the time we got to the doctors, Autumn had declared she wanted three needles. Off to a great start….
Andrew was first up with his hay fever injection. He didn’t flinch. Tick!
Autumn decided that Van was to be next. Yeah right!
In the mean time Andrew thought that Lux shouldn’t be around to witness the horrific nature of the kids getting jabbed so he grabbed him and left. Yes, he left!! I couldn’t say that he wasn’t doing the right thing but 10 points for swift, smart thinking. Nice way to get out of that one babe……
As Autumn had stated she wanted three needles I compromised on two knowing full well that after the first there was no way she was going for seconds. Thank the Lord there was two nurses on duty. A jab each at the same time and we were done.
Van was next. I hate having to pin their little legs down. As if one high-pitched scream from the first needle wasn’t enough, they then make you pin down the other.
Autumn was so pissed at the nurses for jabbing her that she refused the peace offering of jellybeans.
So the last 48 hours have been spent with a boiling hot baby who proceeds to projectile vomit after every Panadol dose but apart from that he seems to be fine. At least he won’t remember.
Autumn on the other hand is still taking it out on the nurses.
By having all of the Western Australian Immunisation’s I know I have done a great thing for my kids and for the community.
A little bit of pain and discomfort to know that they are protected and helping continue to keep major illnesses away that now only place a small threat in today’s society.
**For the record, I have never given any of my kids the flu vaccine, this is my personal choice.