This happened a few weeks ago, but it's a funny story I didn't want to forget:
Noelle was having symptoms of strep throat, which for her means: a little bit of a sore throat, slightly less appetite, and overall less agreeable. She's not the textbook case. So, after a morning of riding her bike in the garage, I took her to her dr. appointment to see if in fact she had Strep.
Sure enough, she tested positive. Now she had Strep a year ago and getting her to take her antibiotics every day, twice a day, for 10 days was exasperating. We told her a year ago, that if this happened again, we were going to take the offer of 1 shot vs. 10 days of medicine.
As soon as the doctor informed us she had Strep Noelle got panicky and started a repeating mantra "I want the medicine" "I want the medicine". I looked at her and slightly guiltily said "nope, you're getting the shot."
Since Noelle continued to beg, I tried to soothe things over by saying "Won't this be a good story to tell Daddy when he comes home? You can tell him you were brave and got a shot!"
Without missing a beat Noelle replied "I know a BETTER story to Daddy when he gets home. I'll tell him the story where you gave in and let me get the medicine instead of the shot."
The doctor looked at Noelle with a chuckle and said "She's quite precocious isn't she?" I agreed (although I had to look up the word later to make sure I knew what it meant)
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So, I'm assuming that means she got the shot. :) At least you know you're not raising a weak cowardly woman, right?
I didn't even know they had a shot! I hope she did okay. Hope she is feeling better now :)
Yep, a big, fat shot of Penicillin in the rear. It leaves a nasty bruise. :(
ouch. John Patrick had to get the shot once when he was three because I couldn't even force feed the meds to him. It hurt so much he threw up sitting there on the table. :-( He has taken prescriptions ever since.
It makes me think of that line from Sound of Music where the kid says "I'm incorrigible" ..."I'm Noelle and Im Precocious"
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