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It has been a while since I got jabbed and I must have mentioned how scared  I am of needles. Well last week, we took Samara for her jab and were scheduled for a yellow fever jab this week. You see all this time its been about taking Samara for the vaccinations but today was different. This morning we took her to the wellness clinic at Anderson building, Nairobi Hospital for the jab. As usual, Alex was the one to hold her as the nurse jabbed her(I always thank God for Alex being there). She cried a little but stopped. I knew we were next as we also require the yellow fever vaccination card. So I started freaking out.

We dropped Samara home and headed for City council where they also do the same vaccination. I was literally shaking out of fear. When our turn came, Alex asked that I go first. The nurse convinced me that its just like a mosquito bite, so I closed my eyes and in a second it was over. Alex our macho man was all ready and syked when his turn came he didn't even flinch.

So today we have stood together in solidarity. The three of us have been jabbed on the left hand and it is kind of consoling. Thank God the vaccination lasts for 10years. I will hold dear to the yellow vaccination cards. I misplaced the previous one I had and would have avoided today's jab if only I could remember where I kept it.

Anyways, the weekend is here and am looking forward to it. How are the kids being dressed in this weather? Samara is wearing layers and layers of clothes but hey  I would rather have her warm than cold especially at night.Wishing you all a happy and warm weekend.

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