Shot Through The Heart

OMG.

There is only one way to describe what happens when you take a two-month-old to the doctor’s for her first immunizations: You die a little inside.

The needles (Three, count ‘em, THREE!) were longer than Ruby’s pinkie and her wails were longer than I could bear.

If you’ve never seen a tiny human face turn incredibly red, accompanied by tiny tears and big cries…Well, I never hope you have to. It’s brutal, people.

Here is Ruby after half an hour of crying at the doctor’s office. We’re waiting at the lift lobby to go to the car. Have you ever seen such forlorn eyes?

For her troubles, Ruby received three starry Band-Aids to cover the three spots where the nurse jabbed her in the thighs.

It hurt only slightly less peeling them off.

The upside — if you can call it that — is that Lil’ Rubes was all cried out by the time she came home that she slept the afternoon away.

I think it’s kinda creepy how happy her farm friends are in the face of such pain.