no more shots please

micah had his 1st year check up today. he got measured, weighed, and then it was off for the blood test. i remembered this one, they prick their finger. that didn't bother micah. it was when the nurse told me he didn't bleed very well and proceeded to try to squeeze the blood from his finger that it all went downhill. micah screamed at the top of his lungs, screamed my name, screamed "owie"", and even tried to push the nurse off of him. i felt so bad, i was even in tears. oh yeah, i forgot to mention that my brave little helper malia chickened out right before they pricked his finger and said, "i can't watch, i'm out of here." when micah finally gave enough blood, i found malia chatting with dr garcia as we headed back to the exam room. when dr garcia came in, micah had a look of fear on his face, but was okay as long as i was holding him. of course malia was talking throughout the exam. then it was time for the immunizations and the flu shot. so he got poked 4 more times after the finger prick. once again, brave malia turned into a chicken. she couldn't leave the room this time, so instead she covered her eyes and mumbled to herself. and poor micah was screaming again. it only took a few minutes to calm him down afterward and he was back to his baby talk. then malia announced that she was ready for her sticker and lollipop as if she had gone through the whole ordeal. what a girl. micah was just happy to get home and roam around, same happy boy. i think i'm the one traumatized by the visit.