Our nurse, Ingrid I believe her name was, was the sweetest nurse ever, and Emilie and her quickly became friends! Ingrid had to give her a shot at the end, but quickly made recompense by returning with a popsicle! Emilie was excited to see the doctor until she saw and recognised her, then burst out crying. There are only two consistents with appointments (we get a new nurse every time, they rotate)... the doctor… and the shots… Last time was pretty traumatic. Ingrid did awesome though. She took things in a non-rushed manner (let George do everything first, like measurements and weight and temperature), and went quickly in a calmly manner when it mattered too. The shot experience was much better this time. I’m thankful it was just one she had to take!
Emilie has really blossomed and she’s loving Nana being here and hanging for a little bit. I’m thankful mom could be here a little too. Mom really helped out by being there for the shot appointment too (who wants to do that alone?). Now that it’s all over, Emilie is having a nice long nap after the trauma and I believe she just woke up! Until next time!