G-Girl has been at sleepover camp for the last two weeks. For the first few days I almost missed doing the shots. Not in the classic sense of missing something, but I felt their absense. It had become something so imortant in our every day that I forced myself to always remember to do. So when she went to camp I still thought about it every day... "don't forget to do the shot."
Then I realized how much I didn't miss it. I miss my kid, but the time surrounding giving her shots is always surrounded by some level of tension and some level of fear that I am going to hurt her. Neither of those things is fun.
Then I kind of forgot about giving her shots. It was neither something I missed nor something the absence of which I welcomed. It just went back to normal.
And now she comes back today. I wonder how things will change now that she has been getting them for 2 weeks from someone else. Someone who was trained in doing things like giving shots.
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