Sure, go ahead....

Had to get Linnea her meningitis booster, as well as the first dose of the Men B series. She was prepared for -Linnea does NOT like shots, or unpredictable situations- this, and accepted that it was necessary.

Years ago, she got the first HPV shot young enough that we thought she didn't need a booster. Well. Turns out she didn't need a second booster. So we got into the appointment this morning to find out that... she needed the HPV booster.

It took a certain amount of negotiating between her, me, and the lovely PA to get her to accept a third shot. She was pretty close to tears.

Once she'd agreed, the PA offered to do the sports physical we'd found out she'd need to even try out for the rowing team. We didn't have the paperwork, so he said he'd do the physical part of the exam, and we could drop off the paperwork and barring anything showing up in her medical history, it would be good.

Anyhow, she got all three shots, including the painful HPV one. Yes, I held her poor little hand.

We had to stop at Costco on the way home. Where she got sports bras, M&Ns, some cookies, a soda from the Food Court, a hat... and something else I'm forgetting. Mother feeling guilty = child makes out like the proverbial bandit.