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Not the case here. My left arm hurt A LOT for 3 days, most notably at night when I rolled and slept on it. Well, slept might be an overstatement. This isn't "I just got a shot" pain that goes away in a few hours.


yeah 2-4 or maybe longer. My second was about 5 months due to the pharmacy not doing vaccines for a few months. I was really glad they didn't decide I needed 2 closer together which would have made 3 total.
Bruce, I am telling you, a shot with cold vaccine can hurt for days and cause a bruise! I always request to have mine warmed up by holding it in my hand.
 
Bruce, I am telling you, a shot with cold vaccine can hurt for days and cause a bruise! I always request to have mine warmed up by holding it in my hand.
I don't know what it was but I know when I was entering Army boot camp '94, most shots were air injection, don't move or it'll slice you. They were not cool but that one regular shot heard it was because it was cold, (penicillin maybe?), in the top of the butt, felt like they stabbed me with Excalibur's sword...
 
Last night, Dd #1 took my grandson to the hospital. He's been complaining about a terribel stomach ache for a couple days, in the belly button area. He wouldn't eat. No fever. Normally, I would have tried an enema on him, since he said he hadn't pooped, but after our scare with the grandbaby, I wanted to err on the side of caution, so I suggested she take him to the hospital. As it turns out, he was just constipated, gassy, and needed an enema.

A couple nights ago, he was suppose to be going to sleep, but was sitting up, playing with some action figures. The action figures were on his pillow, and when I passed his room headed to the bathroom, he put his head on his pillow, and one of the action figures made about a 1/4 inch scratch on his face. The bandaids are in the master bathroom, and my husband was asleep in the bedroom. Dd #1 checked the other bathroom, and the only bandaids were the real long ones left over from when I had surgery. She put one on his face. It covered the length of his face, from his temple almost to his jaw.

After she left, I thought about that bandaid, and how maybe she should have changed it out, before taking him to the hospital. When they got home, Dd #1 let me know she got some "looks". Here she is, taking him for a bad tummy ache, and he has this bandaid that looks like half his face might have been sliced open. Yes, the doctor checked under the bandaid.

I reminded her of the neon bandaid incident. She laughed. One of the girls needed a booster shot, or a check up, and we had to go to our pediatrician. I got the girls all ready, and went to put the final touches on myself. I had just bought a 4 pack of neon colored bandaids. While I was getting ready, they got into the bandaids. They thought the neon bandaids were beautiful. The pediatrician only gave Mickey Mouse bandaids. One thing led to another, and they put all 4 boxes of bandaids on themselves. I was in a hurry, and when I wanted to remove the bandaids, they whined. Not thinking anything of it, I herded them to the car, and off we went. I got "looks" from other mothers in the waiting room, but I really didn't think much of it.

Finally, we were led to the examination room. When our pediatrician walked in, she got this look of shock on her face, looked at me, and asked if we had been in a car accident. I got this dumbfounded look on my face, and said "no, why do you ask?" She said it was because of all the bandaids on the kids. I started laughing. By then, she was asking the kids about their boo boo's, and had begun looking under the bandaids. After she lifted one side of the second one, and looked under it, she began laughing too. She understood completely.
 
Last night, Dd #1 took my grandson to the hospital. He's been complaining about a terribel stomach ache for a couple days, in the belly button area. He wouldn't eat. No fever. Normally, I would have tried an enema on him, since he said he hadn't pooped, but after our scare with the grandbaby, I wanted to err on the side of caution, so I suggested she take him to the hospital. As it turns out, he was just constipated, gassy, and needed an enema.

A couple nights ago, he was suppose to be going to sleep, but was sitting up, playing with some action figures. The action figures were on his pillow, and when I passed his room headed to the bathroom, he put his head on his pillow, and one of the action figures made about a 1/4 inch scratch on his face. The bandaids are in the master bathroom, and my husband was asleep in the bedroom. Dd #1 checked the other bathroom, and the only bandaids were the real long ones left over from when I had surgery. She put one on his face. It covered the length of his face, from his temple almost to his jaw.

After she left, I thought about that bandaid, and how maybe she should have changed it out, before taking him to the hospital. When they got home, Dd #1 let me know she got some "looks". Here she is, taking him for a bad tummy ache, and he has this bandaid that looks like half his face might have been sliced open. Yes, the doctor checked under the bandaid.

I reminded her of the neon bandaid incident. She laughed. One of the girls needed a booster shot, or a check up, and we had to go to our pediatrician. I got the girls all ready, and went to put the final touches on myself. I had just bought a 4 pack of neon colored bandaids. While I was getting ready, they got into the bandaids. They thought the neon bandaids were beautiful. The pediatrician only gave Mickey Mouse bandaids. One thing led to another, and they put all 4 boxes of bandaids on themselves. I was in a hurry, and when I wanted to remove the bandaids, they whined. Not thinking anything of it, I herded them to the car, and off we went. I got "looks" from other mothers in the waiting room, but I really didn't think much of it.

Finally, we were led to the examination room. When our pediatrician walked in, she got this look of shock on her face, looked at me, and asked if we had been in a car accident. I got this dumbfounded look on my face, and said "no, why do you ask?" She said it was because of all the bandaids on the kids. I started laughing. By then, she was asking the kids about their boo boo's, and had begun looking under the bandaids. After she lifted one side of the second one, and looked under it, she began laughing too. She understood completely.
Too cute!
 

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