Naomi had booked a time for VV and me to see the doctor for a Hep A injection - the only one suggested for a trip to Thailand.
VV really enjoyed the train ride in and the hustle and bustle of the city. We met up out the front of the building and took the lift up to the waiting room. She hadn't had a sleep, so both Naomi and I were a little concerned that she may have a meltdown at some stage. That wasn't helped by a considerable wait in the waiting room. At least there was plenty of passing traffic for her to talk with/sing to/dance for.
We finally got to go in. I had my shot and while the doctor prepared Genevieve's, we discussed her reaction to what we think was peanuts in a chocolate. She's given us a referral so we'll get her allergy tested at Royal Children's when we can get in*.
So... there was a break in the conversation and Genvieve comes out with "Vievey's turn now???". It was SO cute. I had mine in the arm, but she was getting hers in the butt. She was sitting on Naomi's knee, happy as Larry until *jab*. The look of disbelief, betrayal and hurt was just SO sad. She started crying (not screaming). We had the chocolate at the ready and said "Would you like some chocolate now?"
"No, chocolate, no, no, no, stop Daddy... stop Daddy......... CHOCOLATE?" Crying stopped immediately!
* Which happens to be THIS WEEK! YAY! They normally have about an 8 month weight, but they had an opening and Naomi pounced!
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