The Sprog had to get her four month immunisations (a little bit late – woops!) Boy did she sound traumatised. The good news is, I didn’t cry. I almost did. Mind the Gap – my moral support – almost did too. The Sprog knows how to turn on the tears!
It turns out that two of the three immunisations on her schedule are not registered in Ukraine, so we had to go to a clinic that’s attached to one of the embassies, who can get the immunisations sent from abroad in the diplomatic bag…. Oy!
And while I’m at it, BOOOOOooooo to the big pharmaceutical firms! Sproglet (I just realised, it should probably be Sproglette!) couldn’t get the rotavirus immunisation, because in Queensland, she started on Rota Teq, made by Merck. In Ukraine, no rotavirus immunisation is registered for use, and the only one that they get through the diplomatic bag is Rotarix, which is made by GSK.
Of course, they are completely un-interchangeable.
Hopefully it won’t be too late for her to get her second dose when we return to Queensland towards the end of February.
And in a completely different matter (not!), who would have thought that I would be bloggin’ about babies all the time. FLASHBACK to two years ago, or even one year and one month ago, and one could almost guarantee to find me at this time – 10 in the morning – between social drinking occasions, nursing a gentle hangover.
Now I just feel hungover all the time, without the joy of being drunk the night before…..