So I've been super duper productive these past couple of days or at least more productive than I have been as of late. I'm almost done with all of my forms for camp (yay) and I've gotten a head start on some papers that aren't even due until next week! That my friends is productivity for me. Especially since I'm an avid procrastinator, it gets real bad. Fingers crossed maybe I can keep this train going!
Memory #71
Speaking of all of the forms that I am having to attain from camp the one that I am having the most difficulty getting is my complete vaccination records. Ugh medical information is so tricky. This wouldn't be the first time I've had an unpleasant experience at the doctors...In fact there is one particular experience my mother used to like to remind me about all of the time. You know to embarrass me. Which I probably deserved since I probably embarrassed her greatly when this little fiasco went down. Since my mom isn't here to tell the story and embarrass me or whatever I guess its up to me to humble myself. Ha.
So once upon a time Sam and I had a doctors appointment when we were wee little kids and we were not really excited. Well except for the anticipation that we would get stickers or some kind of toy at the end, as long as you didn't bite the doctor or something. Anyways I was under the impression that I was not to receive any shots on this particular trip, so I was not sweatin a bit. So we get to the office and they take Sam back, and if I remember correctly he was getting a bunch of shots that trip. I don't remember what for but he was and I wasn't so all was good. Next thing I know I'm sitting on the papered bed waiting for the doctor and they come in with NEEDLES. WHAT. I wasn't emotionally prepared for that at all! So I of course flipped, I was not having any of that. So my mom was called in and even she couldn't soothe me enough to get a shot. So eventually I was given an ultimatum. Either take the shot calmly or get it forcefully. Well I thought there was no way the latter would happen, so I refused. I was then dismayed to realize that they weren't kidding. In came in this large woman and I kid you not she sat on me. SAT ON ME. So that they could give me a shot. I'm not going to lie I felt super betrayed by mom and I didn't talk to her for like 5 minutes...because it was super serious. I got me a sticker though, in case you were wondering, and my mom made fun of me for that one moment a whole heck of a lot.
Love Always,
Erin
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