I hear that telling the truth will set you free.
I’m not feeling too free right now.
I have been telling a lie for over 20 years. For the sake of my health and my son’s, I’m going to “liberate” my black heart from this lie. It’s not like I have to confess it to Jesus as he’s oh, so very, aware of my silliness. I really don’t expect some angelic, trumpet-blowing moment after relinquishing this lie, but here goes:
I been telling doctors for 20 years that I’ve had my tetanus shot recently and I haven’t.
There. {For those of you laughing…try going in at 11 year old to a Health Center and letting some 80 year old lady throw needles at your arm all day! Those needles were 6 feet long! Yes, they were!!!}
…big breath…
This means, that in reality, I haven’t had a tetanus shot since sometime in the 80’s. My mother knows about this HORRID lie I’ve been telling. It makes her crazy. “What about lockjaw!?!?!” I figure it’s the 21st century…don’t they have a cure for that yet?
I’m going to a new doctor. I actually kind of dig her, but she’s got this “bad patient” radar and she zero’d in on me like a buzzard on roadkill. Something about how they’re having to give the whooping cough shot WITH the tetanus shot to protect me from my bad immune system. I immediately started sweating.
*the above image makes me sweat…really*
Oldman is due for his 12yo boosters and he’s freaking out. He had such a bad experience with so many needles when he had his Purpura bout that he looks at needles like I do. So I do the stupidest thing EVER…
…I’m going in with him tomorrow morning so we can get our shots together.
You don’t understand! Just writing about this about to put me into a straight jacket!!! For some reason, something highjacked my brain into thinking that I could go first and show Oldman how it’s done. Now, all he’s going to see is his mother throwing up in a cold sweat saying, “Ok, let’s do this…WAIT WAIT WAIT…GIVE ME A MINUTE.…Ok…NO…NO!!!!!”
He’s going to be more terrified than ever…
Jesus, take the wheel.…Oy.







One comment
Comment by songbird on April 22, 2012 at 7:27 pm
Deep breath. You can get through this. Trust me, the few moments of discmfort are a lot easier to handle than an ER visit.