Annual Checkup

This morning, mama brought me along for some shopping, ... or so I thought. I was very excited when I waved papa "bye-bye", because usually every morning papa would be doing the "bye-bye" to me. Little did I know it was my scheduled 15 months appointment with my doctor? Aaarghh!! As I walked into the polyclinic, I had a feeling of dejavu, like I’ve been here before. Then it struck me, that I was here to see the doctor. I felt so dumb to think mama was doing her window-shopping early in the morning. Duhhh!! As usual after waiting for my number to be called, I went in to see her with my biggest put-on smile. The nurse checked my weight and height and my physical well-being. I was really hoping that that was the end of it but I was wrong. The nurse DID bring out the needle thingy that jabs into my arm. With a brave face, the steel spike was poked into my shoulder. I didn’t cry straightaway maybe because they immediately put cold wet cotton on it after they took the needle out. However a few minutes later, my shoulder became so hot that I had to cry. My fearless façade came crashing down. Maybe the next time, I should ask mama first where she intents to go before accompanying her. If not, I will get another sore shoulder, like the one I have right now.