Hey, Homies!
Welcome back, Bluer.
Poor DS4 had to get a set of shots today. After trying for two years to get his shot records transferred from our last pediatrician in another state, that clinic told our current pediatrician that they had lost his records. WHAT? So a few months ago he had to start them all over again. It's bad enough that he's old enough to remember the experience really well, but today the nurse gave him both shots very close together, and only about three inches above his knee. Anything below the halfway line is really painful, and gets increasingly more painful the further down you go. He screamed bloody murder when he was getting them, and I felt so awful for him. He's in a great deal of pain and has been wimpering and crying all day. I'm calling the office tomorrow to suggest that this nurse get an injection of saline that close to her knee cap for some empathy training. My DH would be willing to help out with that training.
On a brighter note, we have no snow here. I feel sorry for all of you who are being buried alive. I hope you have plenty of food tucked away. If not, come on over for pancakes.
Taminator