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My first year jab

3 comments | Monday, November 20, 2006

before the dreadful jabI knew Ibu and Ayah were up to something when they brought me to Kinder Clinic. I was NOT sick or anything so why would they bring me there?? All was well when Dr Pradeep listened to my heartbeat through this long-wired thingie around his neck and put a earphone-like gadget in his ears to listen to my heartbeat. The moment Dr Pradeep applied some cooling stuff on my right thigh, I immediately grabbed Ibu and cried out for us to get out of the room...quick! But it was too late.



Dr Pradeep poked me quickly and pasted some ugly-looking sticker. I was already screaming in pain. Kind of dramatic, isn't it? And that's not all. He applied more cooling stuff on my left thigh. I was already crying in pain because I just realised that I'm not getting only one jab...but 2 jabs at one go! It was awful, ok! I hate taking jabs. *sob*

posted by zammy yammy

at 8:41 PM Permalink

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ouch! I feel for you Aisyah! I hate getting poked too! Luckily I don't have anymore shots until I'm much older. Phew!

3:04 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

oh no! oh no! i consider this a warning from you, aisyah! if got urs, i'm gonna get mine soon! Run!!!

5:13 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

abang ajab...you're lucky. i hope the next one won't be anytime soon...

nunu...remember to wear running shoes, ok!

9:36 AM

 

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