Monday, January 10, 2011

Hip Shot

Today, Gina met with the baby doctor for a 28 week check-up.  Because our blood types are a little bit different, as my blood type is positive and her's is negative, she had to get a Rhogam shot.  It prevents her body from producing anti-bodies which may not be good for baby.  The doctor stated as long as she received the shot, Gina and baby would be ok.  Its all good...except for the shot part. 

Our wonderful and caring technician, Cat, attempted to put Gina at ease.  Cat said the shot was going to go into her hip.  Gina immediately stated, "I don't like it when they put it in the butt."  She followed it with, "I didn't mean it like that.  I don't like shots in the butt or shots at all."  Cat gave Gina an ice pack to numb the area, and then left the room.  I took the ice pack and held it on her hip (for your visual: Gina was lying on her left side, her right hip up, and my hand on the ice pack butt). 

We then had a conversation about Burger King.  This conversation was prompted from last night's dinner.  We had two chicken sandwiches and a Whopper.  Gina had one of the chicken sandwiches (she likes the warm lettuce, mayo, and pepper.  Warm lettuce, mayo, and pepper is a Southern delicacy.  I must be rubbing off on her) and I had the other, plus a Whopper.  I'm eating for three. 

Gina said, "Babe, I think I'm over the burgers.  We've had Burger King about four times, so far, since I've been pregnant.  I don't think I want it anymore."
-"Oh right, yeah, we can stop eating them I guess.  It’s probably not that good for us."
-"Yeah, I think I'm over them."
-"Ok, no problem.  We didn't eat them that much anyway, before the pregnancy."
-"Right."

There was a short moment of silence as I waved goodbye (through mind tears) to the one chance I'll ever have to eat Burger King, and get away with it.  Adios, amigo mio, mi corazon.  Goodbye Whopper with hot sauce, or jalapenos, or Siracha sauce.  As I mentally memorialized The Whopper, Gina said, through far away eyes, "I do see a Happy Meal in my future though."
-"Ok, that's totally cool.  They're about $2.48." 
Cat returned, and gave Gina the shot.  She was a trooper, and showed no pain (minus a little screech).  Awesome.