Going to the Doctor is not fun. The kids don’t like to get shots. They did not get shots today. They were still frightened of going. I had to swear that they were not going to get shots up and down. I pinky promised. There were still tears. The girls did not like the idea of going. When I asked the nurse if they had to get shots today. She indicated that they did not have to get them. There was a collective sigh.
There were very sick and needed to get medication. It was good thing they took off of school today. I believe them when they are not feeling well. They know I will take them to the doctor if they are sick. The school must have something from the doctor if they are off of school.
They are happy to be at home recovering from their ordeal. Meanwhile, I think I feel a little something coming on. I may have to go to the doctor, myself. This is no laughing matter. Mom’s don’t like doctor visits either. We can’t fit them in. We work when we are sick. So a doctor visit means a day off of work for me and then back into the routine of caring for everyone else.