Showing posts with label shots. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shots. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

The DTap shot - kicking my a**

I know most parents dread giving their sweet little happy newborn a shot full of a disease administered with a scary needle but we know how important it is.  In the last week, the subject of Whooping Cough and Tetanus has now come up 3 separate times.  Last week a friend told me their pediatrician recommended both parents get a Tetanus shot to protect their newborn and 3 year old.  Then I just happened to be at my primary care physician's office for a checkup and the first thing she said when I told her about Zoe was 'You need the DTap!'  So here I am, bent over in pain, moaning like a baby and feeling sorry for myself because I'm at work and I feel like sh*t.  Then I read a report about an outbreak of Whooping Cough (pertussis) in California. I guess I'm somehow right on time. Sure is interesting to experience what my daughter must have felt after her shots. This sucks.  Wah!!

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Cereal can save us all.

I love cereal. I have a pantry shelf that I stock many different kinds of cereal. And I don't buy cereal so much for the taste, but as for the purpose. See, I have breakfast cereals (hearty, light, not too sweet) and then I have dessert cereals (sweet, but not Fruit Loops sweet.  Pink milk was hilarious in high school, now it just makes my teeth hurt.) I find that a bowl of Cinnamon Harvest is just sweet enough to distract me from a pint of Haagen Daaz. Because it's all about the distraction and ultimately shaking it off. If I can make it past the freezer and into bed before I'm kidnapped, I win!  Unsurprisingly Baby Zee has taken quite a fancy for a fresh bowl of apple cinnamon Oatios and cold milk.  She is my offspring after all. So we shared a bowl.  The MMR shot doesn't appear to be having any effect at all. Even the injection site is virtually invisible. The doctor said that she can have a multitude of reactions up to 2 weeks after the shot.  Am I jinxing it? Am I on thin ice? She's not even cranky. Feverish praying on my part might actually be helping. Or maybe it's just the cereal? Thank you Oatios!