DD1 was on top form today. We got a last minute cancellation appointment for pain clinic, and the Consultant happened to be someone I worked with in theatres for a while, and who had treated my migraines with Botox injections.
He made a fuss of DD1's name, bigged her up. He then told her that doctors are rubbish because they are looking for really nasty things and once they can't find them they send you home. He then asked what she wanted him to do for her, and DD1 said 'Your job'.
He decided that medication isn't going to help but a local anaesthetic and steroids injection might. DD1 said she didn't want needles. So long story short, he said he wouldn't do it today because she isn't keen, but she can let him know if she wants it a bit later.
I then casually mentioned that if she did have the injection in the future, we'd definitely need to get a Costa drink afterwards. She looked up, then said 'Can you do it today?' 🤣 I made a fuss of the fact that the lovely doctor probably didn't have time today. He said 'Well, I don't have time today, but, DD1, I will make time for you!'
So she hopped up on the couch, he injected her, then she exclaimed that it hardly hurt at all, and thank you so much for giving her an injection, and that she was going to get her Costa drink now!