Come here baby let me poke you...
Nothing like babysitting the niecelets and drinking wine. Just call me super aunt. Whatever, it was one glass and just to relax me of the stress from the day. She told me to help myself to a beer. I opted out. Me and wine are long time buddies. We go toether like peas and carrots.
I had a very eventful day at work. Currently I am being trained to give shots to the kiddies. I learned how to do throat swabs today. Hmm, we'll see how that goes. They don't understand why I'm comfortable drawing blood, but not giving shots. Hmm, maybe because I've been drawing blood for over a year and I wasn't rushed into it. They want me doing all the shots in less than 2 weeks. Point blank I'm not comfortable. The end. The doctor said she's "behind me 100% and believes in me". That's fine and dandy, but I have ot build up to poking a sleeping baby. Today during a 4 year physical I almost lost it. The boy kept moving during one of the injections. I kept having to run out of the room to get new needles for the ma giving the shots. I think I was more traumatized than the kid that had to be poked 7 times instead of the 4 he should have had. I had to take a few minutes and gather myself after that. Phew. I'm still trying to figure out if I'm built for it. I guess I'll know pretty quickly. I guess it's not the babies that freak me out. It's the 3-5 age group that will see me as "evil".
I had a very eventful day at work. Currently I am being trained to give shots to the kiddies. I learned how to do throat swabs today. Hmm, we'll see how that goes. They don't understand why I'm comfortable drawing blood, but not giving shots. Hmm, maybe because I've been drawing blood for over a year and I wasn't rushed into it. They want me doing all the shots in less than 2 weeks. Point blank I'm not comfortable. The end. The doctor said she's "behind me 100% and believes in me". That's fine and dandy, but I have ot build up to poking a sleeping baby. Today during a 4 year physical I almost lost it. The boy kept moving during one of the injections. I kept having to run out of the room to get new needles for the ma giving the shots. I think I was more traumatized than the kid that had to be poked 7 times instead of the 4 he should have had. I had to take a few minutes and gather myself after that. Phew. I'm still trying to figure out if I'm built for it. I guess I'll know pretty quickly. I guess it's not the babies that freak me out. It's the 3-5 age group that will see me as "evil".