Injections

'It's not this one you want to worry about.  I've just been with my three year old to get his MMR and he kept looking at me with tears in his eyes saying he didn't want it.  It was awful,' one of my colleagues said when he found out Aidan was having his injections on Thursday.

We're not looking forward to him being three then.    Erin said he was asleep by the time he got to clinic, awoke when climbing the stairs and became unhappy, then calmed in the waiting room,  didn't enjoy being stripped in the doctors room but calmed before he knew what was going to hit him.  As the realisation of the first injection took hold there were several sharp intakes of breath, his mouth froze, his whole body turned every shade of purple and he let out a scream to break his mother's heart.  For the second, repeat without any calmness. 

And that wasn't the worst of it.  Around 2:30 that night he woke up with a strange cry.  He was warm and clammy, so Erin informed me when I woke a few minutes later.  He was in a light fever.  We fed him, checked his temperature - four times - then gave him some Calpol.  For the next 16 hours he needed to sleep - preferably on someone - or feed, otherwise the whole of Vauxhall knew he wasn't feeling good.

At 10:30 last night he had a kick about, fed and gave us a few smiles. We worried what the night would entail as he slept a lot during the day. We needn't have. He just woke at 3 for some food and, hopefully, a better day started at 7.