Tale Weaver #78 July 28th   –    Waiting

My Biggest Dread

My mother gave me the awful news the day before my appointment.

I worried all day and felt nervous and totally miserable.

The night was not any better.  I tossed and turned and had nightmares.

Morning came sooner than I wanted it to. My stomach felt so upset that I was unable to eat.

The time arrived and we left the house.  There was a very long line outside the building and we inched our way toward the door at a snail’s pace.

I could not concentrate or talk.  I stared off into space and wished I could escape.

Finally, much to my dismay, it was my turn! I stepped up to the table, a nurse swabbed my arm, then gave me a shot of polio vaccine.

The wait was over!

Copyright © 2016 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved

16 thoughts on “MY BIGGEST DREAD

  1. I guess I’m a born worrier. I used to fret days before each jab so my Mum took to surprising me at the last minute. I remember feeling a little cheated 🙂 🙂


    • I guess it is an experience children never forget..I on the other hand, felt put out because she told me the day before and I thought about it all day and most of the night. I remember dreaming about getting the shot numerous time and when I woke up…I had to go through it again!

      Liked by 1 person

      • As a parent I’ve learnt that sometimes some of the most innocent things I did with/for my children had the most unexpected impacts at the time and even years later. Parenthood is often a minefield. Luckily Love rules all 🙂

        Liked by 1 person

  2. I remember. . . .when I was six, in first grade, the whole student body got the first polio shot. There would be three, then a booster. We were lined up at many tables set up in the gym or cafeteria, don’t remember for sure. Things moved pretty fast. I think we were all scared–I know I was! Polio was so dreadful and so dreaded, and my parents were only mildly convinced that having it shot into my arm would be a good thing. It’s a part of history now, those first inoculations. Thanks for the memory 🙂 That would have been 1953, by the way.


    • Your welcome…thank you for reading and commenting. It was a total nightmare for me. I can remember my mother pointing out people with polio and saying…”you don’t want to be like that do you?” I didn’t, but I also did not want to get a shot! Shots are such tragic things for children. My daughter use to cry along with our.. granddaughter.. when she was a baby getting her shots.

      Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s