Its A Game of Give and Take
Just so its clear, all future needles to my arm (or any other location) must occur the day of, or day after I receive the referral of my child. Apparently, this is the only way I can get through such hell.
Amazingly enough, I did not shed a single tear as the nurse stabbed me. Perhaps I was all out of tears at the time, perhaps I was channeling my Super Mommy powers. Either way, I survived and have the crayon band-aid to prove it.
And now I have 90% immuned to Hep A and Hep B. Woo hoo.