I got both of my kiddos all vaxed up today. I had thought for sure that I wouldn't go ahead with the H1N1 vaccine, but I changed my mind. As the days went on, I had begun to fear the swine flu more than the vaccine, so I decided to go with it. Please don't flame me.
I called our pediatrician's office to enquire about the availability of the H1N1 vax and because of Dylan's ol' bonus chromosome, both he and Cassidy fall into the "high risk" category. Our appointment was this morning and so far, so good.
Trust me, I am on high alert for any side effects, but to be quite honest, I feel good about my decision. I think.
Ah. As I lied in bed last night, tossing and turning, I couldn't help but stress the heck out, I mean, ponder this whole parenting thing and how insanely difficult it can be at times. I don't know. I just did not feel...good having to choose between possibly allowing my kids to get sick from the Swine Flu or possibly harming them from a vaccination. Bah. Maybe I'm over thinking this and maybe I'm being dramatic, but still. It's hard. For me, having to make decisions that involve the well being of my children is just. plain. hard.
Time will tell, I suppose. But for now, all is good. My kids have forgiven quite easily and we are happy. I think bopping around in the car on the way home to I Gotta Feeling by The Black Eyed Peas helped all of us.
Hold on. You didn't think that I'd be capable of completing a post without mentioning spit up, now did you? Ha! C'mon now!
Dylan's endoscopy is scheduled. You know, the thing that will help us figure out the root of all of his spit up issues?? Yes, that. It will be on November 4th. The one year anniversary of his open heart surgery, naturally.