I forgot about the shots....thank GOD for comfort food!

Well, I forgot to mention the shots, although I would like to forget that time altogether.  The foster parents were late with her shots.  In fact the whole 9 months they had her they took her to the Dr. only three times.  I have done double that in 1.5 months. 

Well, I didn't know much about them getting shots except for A) it will hurt and B) they won't feel good after.(assuming that meant cranky and sleepy for a day.)

She was behind and had to get six shots ....  SIX SHOTS!  That's a lot for a youngster, but I was told by a few Dr. that doing them all at once is better than them catching one of the diseases... so we did it.

OH BOY... She is tough!  She did look at me in horror and said MOMMA MOMMA MOMMA and I wanted to slap the nurse and run out the door with her.  I did good too... until we got in the car... I cried like a baby... it was so emotional and exhausting trying to keep my cool.  I wanted to drive her to get ice cream but decided I didn't want to start the whole... comfort food when you are hurt or said deal... so I got myself the comfort food and we went home..(LOL,, I am already exposed to that so what the heck!).

She seemed fine, took a nap and when she got up she was sicker than a dog... I mean scary sick...  Moaning and laying on me not moving.  Her fever was high and I was scared to death.  We took her to after hours care and they gave her a stronger dose of Tylenol and we waited it out... over 24 hours of miserable sickness for her.  It was awful.  I hate the whole " let it runs in coarse thing "... that is just terrible.  Luckily they won't remember it when they get older.  that is the only thing going for us Mom's!

She got over it... but has to get 1 more extra shot the next two times to finish getting us caught up!  I dread it.  Next month too!  UGH!  This time we will wait until after her Birthday so she can actually have a good time!

I will say this... she is tough.  At this age at least.  she barely cried.  Just a somber quite cry and a couple of tears.  That is more than I can say for me... it was horrifying!  I wanted to call that stupid foster Mother in the middle of the night and chew her out SO badly.....  This is all her fault and that is who gets the blame for all of this!!

Thank God for comfort food....