Our appointment was late afternoon and as Nanna decided on a last minute jaunt up the M5, she came with us. You were all smiles in the waiting room and grinned at Sister Cherry when we went through. It was two jabs, one in each thigh and, aside from a scream at each, you were wonderful.
That evening, you must have been feeling rubbish - you had some Calpol but you wouldn't go to anyone but me. You did sleep in your moses basket and were happy to be with Nanna the next morning - so long as noone put you down.
You weren't yourself for a few days but by the end of the week had returned to normal :)
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