2004-09-20 07:35:46小說家
Vaccination
Baby Josh is having vaccine at the local health centre.
First he has to take a weighing in the machine. Oh dear, he is 14+ pounds! I wonder if I had been feeding him too much lately. The stranger thing is: a baby girl coming in shortly afterwards was about as big as him. "How old is your kid ? " I asked the baby's mother. "Oh, 2 years old now." she said. "Mine is 2 months old", I said.
The lady looked at me as if I was crazy.
Next he was going in to see the physician. It was a kind lady who told us there was nothing to worry about. She would put him down as middle-large baby this time. She was very interested in his progress.
"Josh can concentrate on a talking person"
"He pauses to listen to the vacuum cleaner"
"He looks a person and smiles with a big curve"
"When he is angry, he stands up for two seconds"
"He isn't scared of thunder and lightning"
"What is he scared of?"
"Pause in the feeding. He'll cry like hell"
Next stop was the vaccination station. Before we went in, we already heard babies crying. Mothers rocked and hugged and soothed their vaccinated kids. I was a little worried because I knew the shaking power of my Josh's crying. It was our turn to go in, and the nurse explained that it would be very painful. So please held on to Josh no matter how he cried.
Sure, when the needle went in, Josh's crying came too. In about three seconds he stopped as if there was none the worry to him. In fact, on our way out we continued to hear other babies' cries, while my little Josh started smiling to the ebb of his pain. The talk of crying rang in my ears... Josh only cries when there is a pause in your feeding. No thunder or lightning can do the same.
That night he had brought up a fever. A real fever that went to 101 at one time, but the nurse told me I had to expect it. She even prescribed a bottle of Panadol for me to take home. We used Cooling Sticker that night. He's now okay and sleeping. Last time he went to the health centre, he came back with a moon crater on his arm too.
That's a normal thing. I just had to get used to it.
First he has to take a weighing in the machine. Oh dear, he is 14+ pounds! I wonder if I had been feeding him too much lately. The stranger thing is: a baby girl coming in shortly afterwards was about as big as him. "How old is your kid ? " I asked the baby's mother. "Oh, 2 years old now." she said. "Mine is 2 months old", I said.
The lady looked at me as if I was crazy.
Next he was going in to see the physician. It was a kind lady who told us there was nothing to worry about. She would put him down as middle-large baby this time. She was very interested in his progress.
"Josh can concentrate on a talking person"
"He pauses to listen to the vacuum cleaner"
"He looks a person and smiles with a big curve"
"When he is angry, he stands up for two seconds"
"He isn't scared of thunder and lightning"
"What is he scared of?"
"Pause in the feeding. He'll cry like hell"
Next stop was the vaccination station. Before we went in, we already heard babies crying. Mothers rocked and hugged and soothed their vaccinated kids. I was a little worried because I knew the shaking power of my Josh's crying. It was our turn to go in, and the nurse explained that it would be very painful. So please held on to Josh no matter how he cried.
Sure, when the needle went in, Josh's crying came too. In about three seconds he stopped as if there was none the worry to him. In fact, on our way out we continued to hear other babies' cries, while my little Josh started smiling to the ebb of his pain. The talk of crying rang in my ears... Josh only cries when there is a pause in your feeding. No thunder or lightning can do the same.
That night he had brought up a fever. A real fever that went to 101 at one time, but the nurse told me I had to expect it. She even prescribed a bottle of Panadol for me to take home. We used Cooling Sticker that night. He's now okay and sleeping. Last time he went to the health centre, he came back with a moon crater on his arm too.
That's a normal thing. I just had to get used to it.