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I had to take Emer for her preschool boosters today. It was horrific. She didn't want to do it. I carried her; she got down to walk a couple of times but each time tried to run away. She actually deliberately hit me, on purpose, not because she was flailing or didn't know what she was doing, but because I was going to hurt her and she needed to defend herself. I carried her to the surgery (only about 500 yards, if that) on my back, and had to drag her from the waiting room to the nurse's office; she was actually kicking and screaming. I couldn't get her jacket off so I had to tip her over my knee and pull down her tights to expose her thighs. I then had to hold her legs still for the injections, and I couldn't - one was ok but the second one in the other leg was too difficult and she ended up with an inch-long needle-scratch before the nurse got the needle in.

I haven't abused her like that since she was an infant and I had to force a mask-like thing over her face and have her inhale foreign substances, or since she was an infant and I had to force her to swallow antibiotics which she gagged up and I had to force her to reswallow them. The inhaler and the antibiotics were for the same illness. That was a fun time.

I am shattered by the experience. I cannot imagine the damage this has done to her trust in me and can only hope we can get over it somehow.

She knew I planned to hurt her, she tried to escape, and I tracked her down.

If I didn't believe we have a basic social duty to get the children vaccinated I don't think I could have done it.

Diphtheria, tetanus, polio (Rob's paternal grandmother had polio), whooping cough (I had whooping cough), Hib (pneumonia and meningitis - my mother's sister died of meningitis, my sister almost died of pneumonia from an infection she caught from her unvaccinate-able child), measles (I had measles), mumps, rubella (I had rubella).

I am going to eat mini-marshmallows until I feel better.

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Date: 2010-09-14 09:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] megabitch.livejournal.com
*shrug* I did it to D. I knew he'd go berserk at the idea of having an injection and make himself sick with fear the longer he had to think about it. So I just told him I was taking him to see the doctor. His eyes filled with tears when he saw the syringe but he just sat there and squeezed my hand until it was over. I'm pretty sure we've no "trust issues" between us.

When I was a kid I would go berserk and scream the place down whenever anyone came near me with a needle - right up to about age 12 or so... around when I stopped having to have them (thank Om the BCG in Secondary School was deemed "not necessary" because of the reaction to the "skin test" or I may have still screamed the place down at 14 as well).

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