Tuesday, October 02, 2007
my husband and i went out to lunch yesterday and we ran into cvs afterward to get my son a two pocket folder with brads (a special request from his teacher) and saw that the little minute clinic on site was offering flu shots. there was no line, so we thought it would be a great time to get our shots over with. the nurse was an older lady who looked gentle enough. ha. she gave my husband his shot. he didn't flinch. it was my turn. she unwrapped the sterile packaging from the needle as i rolled up my sleeve. she was aimed to fire when she said all grouchily while inspecting my arm and twisting it back and forth, "you don't have any meat on your bones." i felt i had met hansel and gretel's fate as she repeated it several times and actually shook her finger at me. my husband came to my defense, "she just ate her chinese food and mine, so that should help (isn't he sweet?)." then the nurse said, "well, i should have used the child's size on you, but since this one is already open...get ready, this is going to hurt." i was about to tell her where i do have some "meat" (maybe she didn't notice since i happen to sit on most of it), but as soon as i started to speak, she jabbed me with such force that i had to hold on to my chair not to fall over. what in the world?? now, this is the third year i have had this shot and i don't remember it ever hurting that bad, and i am no smaller than i was last year or the year before that, so i'm just not buying that it is MY fault for having skinny arms. i am kind of thinking the pain has something to do with the delivery? what do you think? good grief.
so to the nurse who must live in a candy house somewhere in a nearby forest...how about not stabbing me with the needle next time? or better yet, why don't i just tell you where you should stick it...i had some ideas. :)
and the image above...also for u. upside down baked brie from dinner a few nights ago. yum.