I am going to be honest...I HATE NEEDLES!!!
It is one of those fears that consumes me. When I know blood is going to be taken or a shot is in order, I feel sick to my stomach. I know it won't hurt. I know that it is just a little prick. I know that it only last a second. I KNOW!!! I KNOW!!! I KNOW!!!
Doesn't make the fear go away....
I was the little kid that they had to "chase, and hold down" to get any kind of injection at all. I gave my parents grief about needles, even in my teens. I've been known to pass out when blood is taken. The only time I didn't moan about it was when my babies were being born...I think fear of labor, took over.
Anyway, after much debate, I signed the papers for my kiddos to have the flu vaccines, both of them. The hubby wanted them to have the H1N1, so my name went on the dotted line. They are scheduled to get them next week at school.
But here is the thing...I felt like a hypocrite after signing. I haven't had the flu shot before, that I know of. I avoid the needle at all cost. Thank the Lord, I haven't suffered thought the flu either. But I felt so guilty MAKING my kids get stuck, and not do it myself.
So I didn't tell anyone what I was planning, in case I chickened out, but on my lunch break today I went and got stuck. They had a free clinic in town and had had huge lines all morning, but I got there and didn't have a chance to back out...no line at all. God knew I would turn around and leave if I had to wait too long to be stuck with a needle.
I didn't get the H1N1, because they are running out. Only the little ones and pregnant women are able to get one. I'm wondering if they will have them for the kids next week, if we already signed for one...
Anyway, the point is...
Maybe I'm growing up after all. Mom would be proud.