Ayay! Ayay! Ayay!

My birthday was Sunday. All week, my dad kept saying that since I am 2, that we would go to see the doctor. I thought, cool, more fun and presents. Well, we go there on Wednesday, and everything was ok at first. Then the doctor wanted to see me, and there wasn't any party.

They held me down and gave me one of those injections in my leg. I cried a little, but then it wasn't too bad. My dad bought me chocolate milk and ice cream on the way home. I almost forgave him.

Then, last night, i started getting very hot. I feel soooooo sick. I want everyone to help me and to go away at the same time. I didn't sleep all night, and today, i can barely stay awake. We went back to the doctor (Again!) today. He said that i'll be ok in about a day.

Dad says only a couple more injections left for me. He isn't very easy to trust on this subject. This is a picture of me feeling very, very, very bad.