I got my flu shot this week. I had to pep talk myself that if Max can get 3 shots in one day, I can get one measly flu shot. Even after all the pokes and prods of having a baby, I still get scared to get a flu shot. And as soon as they stick me, I'm like, hey now that wasn't so bad!! But within a day I forget that it really doesn't hurt and I go back to being a weenie. I mean come on...I had a freaking epidural, for goodness sakes...a little prick in the arm should be nothing! But there I am, shaky and feeling weird after the 1 second flu shot. The nurse was ready to give me the shot while I was standing up. Something about that felt unsteady and weird. Mostly I was scared that if I remained standing, I would be more inclined to jump away from her. So I asked if I could sit. Then the nurse told me I didn't need a band aid, but I insisted. There is just something about the pressure of a band aid that makes it feel better. On the way back to my office, my arm stung and I felt weak. A quick investigation revealed that it was the band aid pulling on my arm hair that hurt, not the injection site. Phew.
This weekend, a grand reunion/introduction is taking place! My college gal pals are getting together for Homecoming, and while this is something we often do, this year will be especially adorable as there are lots of new babies that joined the world this year. It was quite the baby boom with our little clique: March-Jonas; April-Emerson; May-Maxwell; June-Sophie; July-Jackson; November-TBA. The TBA baby will be honored with a little baby shower while we're all together too. Weekends like this make me wish that my best pals lived closer together. Some of my very best friends live much too far away.
In honor of Crocktober, I performed my very first crockpot meal yesterday. I have known that crockpots are sweet for a while now, but I never really did anything about it. But finally...yesterday, at 6:30am, I threw some frozen chicken, salsa, taco seasoning and water into a crockpot. Then, when we finally got home last night at 7:30, we feasted on delicious chicken tacos. Mike should get the majority of the credit though, as he shredded the chicken (the worst part, I think) made a delicious chopped spinach/avocado/tomato salad, AND went above and beyond the call of duty by grilling the tortillas to add a little crispiness. If we had tacos every night, I don't think either of us would be sad. However, most week nights I do my own thing because he is working, which results in me making one weird meal in bulk on Sundays and eating the same thing every night - this way, when I get home and I am FAMISHED like usual, I don't have to choose between making dinner and loving on Maxer. The last couple of weeks has been Meat Cakes - meatloaf baked in a muffin tin. I like to "ice" the meat cakes with some mashed cauliflower - I find that since it looks cute or comical, it helps me to forget I am eating meat wads and fake mashed potatoes.
Whenever I am in meal prep mode on Sundays, Mike offers me the challenge to make something that looks so good that he can't resist eating. So far, I haven't been successful in that. I would say that's both a good and a bad thing. I haven't quite reached the balance of healthy AND appealing to many. I'm not so sure I'll ever get there...my staple meal used to be a baked potato with ketchup (special occasions called for baked potato with black beans and avocado). I mean come on...how is that not delicious! But when I revealed that meal to Mike when we first started dating, he was horrified.
As I blab on and on in this post, I realize that this is not fulfilling my blog's goal of helping me to remember the special moments of my life. Try again tomorrow, I suppose!
There's nothing to be afraid about getting a flu shot. It's just like the other vaccines that we normally get when we were young. May I know what makes you feel that way towards flu shot? Be proud; after all the hesitations, you conquered your fear at the end.
ReplyDelete-Louisa Coppinger @ USHealthWorks (Kent-Center)