Bad Day

Today was a bad day for Sean. He had to visit the doctor today to get blood taken, get re-immunized, have a general look over. The nurses had problems locating a vein, which made things worse. Of course, he let out his death cry...and who can blame him.
When he came back into the lobby, he had bandages all over his arms and the kids waiting in the waiting room certainly heard his cries. I wonder what they were thinking?

On the more positive front, when he came home, he saw his sister, went over and gave her a big hug and pointed out his battle wounds on his arms.