A Day of Trauma

Today was stupid. Completely stupid. I have been dreading today for about a month, since I got the lab slip in the mail from Andi's Dr. saying she needed to have her blood drawn a week before her physical. The mere mention of the word shot puts her in hysterics and gives her nightmares, and they wanted me to have her blood drawn. UGH!
So I didn't tell her until right before we left what was going on, and immediately she's in tears and hyperventilating. So I calm her down and tell her if she tries to be brave we will buy tangled on the way and a milkshake once she's done. She was calm enough until they called her name and then it was "I don't want to be here, I don't like needles, I don't want to go to school anymore!"  Then we get back to the room and all I did was put her on my lap in the chair and she's flailing and screaming. I think she screamed worse than Sammy did when he cut off his own finger! Anyway, it took my mom and I and another worker to restrain her long enough to get the 1 vile of blood and a tb test.
We put the movie on in the car, got her a shake, and she calmed down. But it was a couple of hours before she would straighten out her arm. She was convinced it would hurt if she did. So that's stupid number 1.

Stupid number 2 is Sammy. This kid get's hysterical over having his hair cut. He cries, and shakes, and fights me all the way. So imagine my surprise when I found Sammy in the bathroom like this.

 

And it really only took him seconds to plug the clippers in himself and do this. I had just put his shoes on in the front room and was getting the bag ready to go and went down the hall to find him. Seconds!!!  Ugh, so I put a number 1 on the clippers because I couldn't bear to do it without a guard like he did, and shaved the rest of his cute hair off. 

Obviously this look is better than leaving it as he did it, but i hate it. And yes, his face is covered in dirt. There was just no way to save it. It better grow quickly!