Lindsay got shots

A little over 2 weeks ago (I'm behind on my blogging) Lindsay got her Kindergarten shots and boy did she put up a good fight. She had to get 4 (2 in each leg). It was a traumatic experience for her. She knew earlier in the week that she was going to be getting them on Friday, but I told her we'd make it a special date and go out to lunch and ice cream afterwards, just me and her. She seemed okay with it. Well the day came and she would say things like "why do we have to do it today?" and "I hate Kindergarten shots!" We got ready to go and I left the boys home with Dan. She started whining in the car the whole drive there (the dr.'s office is only about 3 minutes away). Then she said, "I wish the doctor's office was an hour away so it would take longer to get there." I took her inside and she started whimpering while I signed in. We sat down to watch a movie they had on in the waiting room and she was clinging to me. Then they called us back to a room. She instantly started crying and wouldn't let go of me. The nurse told me to pull her pants down to her knees but Lindsay would NOT let us. She bent her knees so we couldn't get them down. She also became stiff. After a minute of wrestling with her, all the while she's SCREAMING, the nurse had me pick her up while she tried to pull her pants down, but Lindsay kept her knees bent in the air. FINALLY we got them down and I held her on my lap, holding her legs down by wrapping my legs aound hers and I had to hold her arms down. The nurse was very quick with each shot, but Lindsay SCREAMED and SCREAMED and SCREAMED! Then it was over. I held her for a few minutes while she cried on my shoulder and then I walked out to see the whole waiting room staring at me. YES, they could hear it all. Then a guy said, "that deserves some ice cream." I took her to Arctic Circle, but she didn't eat much and she ended up limping for 2 days. I think because she tensed her muscles up so badly while they gave her the shots that is made them more tender. I'm glad it's over with and so is she. After we got home and Zane saw her bandaids and that she was limping he said, "mom, I don't want to go to Kindergarten." Sorry son, you will. But I don't think I'll be informing him of his shots next year until we are in the doctor's office on the day he gets his.