Okay so I hate shots
And today I had to get the flu shot.
So I started freaking out in the car, and for those of you who know me, I tend to talk a lot when I get nervous. So I was talking my mom's ear off.
Then we got there.
I felt tears in my eyes and I started to breathe a bit heavier. The lady handed my mom the forms and we walked to the waiting room. At this point I was covering my mouth with my right hand and holding my arm with my left. I didn't move from this position until I actually had to get the shot.
In the waiting room, my mom tried to get me to fill out a form, but my hands wouldn't budge from their spot. I was shaking violently and I had to sit down. I saw my friend kindiroo and I looked away in shame that I was crying before the shot.
Then the actual shot happened.
All of my family went before me. I remember my sister just sitting down and dealing with it, but I actually broke down and was sobbing. I tried to take deep breaths but it just made me light headed. As my mom got hers, I realized that the more light headed I was, the less pain I'd feel. So I kept on breathing heavily. My other sister got hers and balled her eyes out. That kind of triggered me though, so I sat down and started to cry again. The lady was really nice and she was really good at giving shots. The following events happened like this:
Lady: one... two... three.
Me: wait I didn't feel that at all

I said that in this completely monotone voice.
I'm an idiot. On the way out I started laughing hysterically, but after that, I guess I was fine.

So yeah!
The Tragic story of my flu shot!

-Kendra