Superman

I strongly dislike my community health clinicals. Every Monday I have to go to different preschools from 8 am til 2 pm and screen for vision, hearing, lead, hemoglobin, and blood pressures. It's pretty tedious and boring. Plus, today I was only doing lead and hemoglobin testing, which means I have to poke 3-5 year olds. It makes it especially hard when they walk in with a smile and their beady eyes looking at you, then you stick a sharp metal object into their finger and the horror and hate in their face that appears is indescribable. Just torture for me. Actually, one kid knew what was up and when he walked in and saw me, he peed his pants. HE PEED HIS FREAKING PANTS IN FRONT OF ME. My job officially sucks.

But then this CUTE little boy walks in. I explain what's going to happen.
"This is going to poke you for just a second and then it will all be over."
"Okay."
*Poke*
Kid is completely stoic.
"Oh wow, you are so brave! You didn't even flinch!"
Kid raises one eyebrow and replies, "Ya. It's because I'm a superhero."
"Oh really?"
"Ya. But I'm a secret superhero so you aren't suppose to know."

So apparently I poked a superhero. How many people can say that?

And tomorrow, I am in the NICU. It's my last full pediatric clinical.