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First off, I had to go see my pediatrician. As in the doctor for like little kids, and the living room is full of toys and stuff. Then she's all,
"Are you hready?" in a really heavy European accent.
And I'm like, "Uhh..Yeah.." Why else would I be there?
Then her and my dad talk about medical stuff, and I tuned out by staring at the wall, and she says,
"Yeess, she hwill need the Gardasil. The zervical cancer vaccine. I will get the shot." *exits pediatrician*
I'm thinking.
"Wait, what? As in that stupid commercial where the girls look all depressed and then look happy as they talk about a series of painful shots over a period of months? EXCUSE ME?"
My dad starts talking and I'm KINDA ignoring him-ish and then I hear the part where he goes,
"..you need some cervical cancer shots."
and the pediatrician says.
"3 shots in all. For the Gardasil,which she will get shots for neexxt months, yes."
Ohhhmaahhhgaawwwdd. Dammit, shots? I hate shots. And I have to look away as she injects me, tetanus vaccine in my left arm, meningitis vaccine on the right.
"You do good job, girl. No crying or screaming, no." she tells me, and when she turns around to do whatever, and I roll my eyes. Need verbs, no? Then the doctor looks at me and does that stupid "tsk tsk" thing all retarded adults do, and says,
"Have you been taking the medicine? Look very dry around lip, not very good job." she shakes her head.
OH NO SHE DIDNT.(But she just did) Dude, putting on the medicinal cream hurts like hell, especially on the bleeding scratches! It feels like my skin is on fire, okay? So DO NOT lecture me on taking the g.d medicine!! ******** b***h.
Ooh, but I love this song though! "Spotlight" by Gucci Mane feat. Usher. Check it out, y'all!♥ Awwwright.