I Got Shot!

Six shots later, my arm is sore but I am doing great! For those of you that know me, you know that I HATE needles. It's not so much the pain or the needle itself, it's the anticipation of this really long, sharp object stabbing through my flesh that makes me nauseous. So nauseous, in fact, that I even passed out once (so humiliating).
However, this trip, while filled with anxiety, was not bad at all. The Sergeant that administered all 6 of my inoculations was FANTASTIC. Apparently, they prepped him on my fear of needles and he decided to take the project (me) on himself. While he was more than happy to make some pretty evil faces at the camera, he did a wonderful job and was very kind to this needle phobic. I didn't even get lightheaded until I left the hospital.
Thankfully, Garrett came with me and documented the whole thing, knowing the huge sacrifice I was making to bring our girls home. Needles are a far larger hurdle for me to leap than any paperwork you could put in front of me. I am so glad it's over.
The head nurse was even kind enough to band-aid me with Snoopy and hand me some stickers as I walked out the door.
Looking back- I should have hugged that Sergeant!





I was very humbly reminded today that while my sore little arms are a bit of an inconvenience, the source of that inconvenience is a blessing that we take for granted in America every day. While vaccinations may cost us, they save hundreds of thousands of lives in this country every year. Without them, we would join the billions of others throughout the world that go without, and give their lives to diseases that are entirely preventable for us. I am left grateful for our nation, those that serve it, and the gift it is to live here.