Sam's stitches came out...10/14/09

Today was the kids last day for their H1N1 Flu study. Their appointment was at 7 am... Do you have any idea how hard it is to get me and two kids up and out the door by 6:30? Ugh... Not fun... Any who... Sam has a phobia of doctors offices and people in scrubs. Poor kid has been to so many doc's and he has been poked so many times he cries every time. Well needless to say his little adventure of getting stitches didn't help the matter. So after his appointment where he had blood drawn... He needed to get his stitches out. Poor little man screamed at the top of his lungs... tears streaming down his cheeks. I was holding his hands, and feet, the nurse was holding his head and the Doc was removing the stitches... As soon as they were finished, Sam sat up, huge grin on his face, tears still falling, and said My Done! My Done! And after a sucker, he was happy as a clam... I wish a sucker made everything all better still...