The only bad thing about this visit was the vaccines. First he had a nasty tasting oral Rotavirus immunization which he hesitantly swallowed. Little did he know that the worst was yet to come - he still needed 3 stabs in the legs! I'm so glad David came with us because he was the brave one to hold Oliver's arms down on the table while the nurse administered the torture. After the first poke Oli let out a big yell and then held his breath for a long time. The nurse had to wait for him to inhale again before she continued with the shots, and Oli cried the whole time. I couldn't watch this whole process but I heard what was happening and had to really fight to keep from crying. I kept telling myself, "This is better than risking the chance of him getting very sick."
Well we all survived the vaccination ordeal and little Oli slept for 3 hours afterward. When he woke up he was ready for his dose of Tylenol. The poor boy had the saddest little cry going on - complete with an overturned and quivering lower lip. After the meds kicked in, he was drowsy for most of the day so we cuddled and napped together through the afternoon. We just did one more dose in the evening when he got a bit fussy again and now this morning he seems to be just fine. Phew, we made it through another one of the challenges of infant life!
Here are a few pics of our growing boy:
We haven't yet told him that we'll have to make a similar visit to the doc in just 2 months. It's better to not worry him. =)
1 comment:
hehe shots suck, but like you said, you just have to remind yourself it is for the good of your child. :)
I can't believe he is 2 months old already!
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