42 days and counting - vaccination drama part 1

Yesterday was a real treat (read sarcasm there). Eliot was a nightmare at the doctor’s office! He had his annual checkup and needed to get a Hepatitis A vaccine. Apparently sometime between when he was a baby and Charlie and Sophie were born, they started including that vaccine in the regular schedule. So Charlie and Sophie were up to date but Eliot wasn't. He was obviously nervous so I offered him a dollar and said he could still cry when he got the shot if he needed to, but he had to cooperate and sit still. So he agreed and put the dollar in his pocket. Well, he worked himself into a tizzy and was a raving lunatic when the nurse came in to give him the shot. I was shocked and embarrassed and pissed off at him even though I felt really sorry for him. He was like a wild animal flailing around and pushing the nurse away. I had to hold him in a bear hug and physically restrain him so he wouldn’t end up with the needle in his eye or in mine! When we walked out of the examination room, the nurse in the hall gave me a sympathetic look (which never makes me feel better actually). There were tons of other kids going in and out of the office getting flu shots and not a tear or a scream, and my freakazoid walks out still sobbing. I know it was mean, but I was so mad that I slipped my hand into his pocket, took the dollar, and said "I believe this belongs to me." I tried to console him when we got home but he pulled away from me and huffed off. Being the “adult” that I am, I huffed off in the other direction and avoided him too. If only I could say what I’d like to, he’d really get an earful. Jim is officially on shot duty for the flu shot and typhoid on the 16th! I’m done. If we weren't flying, I might reconsider the flu shots so they'd only need one more vaccine for the trip, but the doctor reminded me that the most likely place we'll get the flu this year is on that plane. Good luck, Jim. Anyone know a big burly dude that we could hire to hold Eliot down for the next shots? After seeing Eliot's reaction, Sophie said "Mommy, I don't want to go to Bali." Oh, we're going to Bali and it's going to be fun, dammit!