Personal Narrative: My Last Vaccination

How things can dramatically change in a matter of seconds never really struck me as something that would ever happen to me. It was January 10, 2017. I woke up at 4:55 a.m. To get ready for school. I remember feeling a little drowsy when I woke up. The night before was not much of a success in the sleep department. The reason was I was nervous because my mom told me she had scheduled an appointment for me to see the doctor because she was concerned about my nutrition and whether or not I was doing okay. In my mind it was just going to be a regular routine check, up, but, oh, was I wrong. My mom is not the strictest parent. She suggested I stay home that day and miss school since my appointment was at 10:20 a.m. But I insisted on going. I
Zufer had left, the nurse from before came back into the room with two very scary looking needles. I felt a rush of worry. It felt like forever since I had gotten my last vaccination. The first one she injected was the flu shot in my left upper arm. The nurse told me to breath in and when I was breathing out, she jabbed the syringe into my arm. Ouch! It wasn’t as bad as I expected although my arm did feel a little sore. The next vaccination was one to prevent cervical cancer. As she was preparing to do the same thing as before, I asked if this one would hurt more. She replied with a soft smile and said that past patients said they felt a little pain but it would go away. She told me that I would need to get this vaccination three more times for it to be one hundred percent
I looked up at the clock I had been there for three hours! My mom was clamed down now. Once they told me I was good to go, they also started to tell me that I was allergic to one of the vaccines or both at once, but that I would never again have to get that vaccination to prevent cervical cancer unless I wanted to have this fun experience again. I giggled and said,” no thank you.” Dr. Zufer and Dr. Maggie finished my check up and told me I could go