Bam, Done: A Better Approach to Shot Phobia
I just realized with all the bams I’m starting to sound like my son’s culinary idol, Emeril Lagasse. But strangely it fits, as recently I learned my pot-stirring helped cook up something rather surprising. Thank you, our pediatrician said. Thank you? She had called because that afternoon my shot-fearful son was scheduled to get not one, but two vaccines. I was confused by her words. Thank you? For the mayhem of our last visit? For my son’s terrified sprint out the medical building and my cage-rattling for how the office handled (or failed to handle) my son’s intense vaccine phobia? After…
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