Chapter 10

Doctor Visit

Summer was winding down and Kate reminded John that the boys both needed to be registered to start school the following week. When he went to register them he found out Dean was all set, but Sam was going to need a physical and documentation showing that all of his immunizations were up-to-date.

The Thursday before school John was able to get him in to see a pediatrician. John brought him and Dean had joined them after John had promised to take them out for lunch afterwards.

They sat in the waiting room. John was reading a newspaper he found sitting on a table while Dean and Sam were playing with some toys they found in the waiting room's toy box. This was an example of when the boys were somewhere public and behaving. They had found some building blocks and Dean was helping Sam build a tower out of them.

"Sam Winchester," the nurse came out and said.

The three followed her to the back into an examination room. The nurse helped Sam onto the table and gave him a smile.

"Hello, Sam. How are you today?" she asked.

Sam smiled shyly back at her. "Good."

"Well, Sam, I just need to check a few things on you before the doctor sees you, OK?"

Sam nodded. She took his blood pressure and temperature, Sam sitting quietly throughout. She weighed him and measured his height and charted it.

"Is he eating OK?" she asked John.

"Oh, he eats just fine! It's just a matter of keeping up!"

The nurse chuckled. "Well, everything looks good. I'll let the doctor know you're ready for him."

She left the room and shut the door. Sam sat on the table swinging his legs back and forth.

"I'm not done yet?" he asked.

John shook his head. "Not yet, Sammy."

"The doctor still needs to see you," Dean explained.

Sam sighed impatiently. "But I'm hungry! Can we go to Pizza Hut? I like Pizza Hut!"

"Yes, we can go to Pizza Hut," John said with a smile.

After waiting a few more minutes there was a knock on the door and a doctor came in.

"Hello, there. I'm Dr. Morris. You must be Sam," he said looking at Sam with a smile.

Sam nodded shyly.

"And you must be his father," Dr. Morris said, shaking John's hand.

"Yes. It's nice to meet you."

"And who is this here?" he asked looking at Dean.

"I'm his big brother, Dean."

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Dean," Dr. Morris said shaking Dean's hand as well. He then turned and focused his attention on Sam. "Well, Sam, I need to listen to your heart and lungs, OK?"

Sam nodded and sat quietly and allowed the doctor to use his stethoscope on his chest and back. The doctor went on to check his eyes, mouth, ears, and reflexes. Sam calmly allowed him.

"Well, Mr. Winchester, it looks like you have a healthy young man here!" Dr. Morris said when he was done. He flipped through the paperwork. "Looks like all he's going to need is a booster and he'll be all set for school. I'll just send the nurse in with that and you can be on your way!"

He shook everyone's hands and left. Sam looked at John, confused.

"Dad, what's a 'booster?'"

"Nothing. It's not a big deal, Sammy."

After a few minutes the nurse returned, carrying Sam's chart and a syringe.

"OK! So I see the doctor wants you to get a booster before you leave."

"What's a 'booster?'" Sam asked again.

"Oh, it's where I put some medicine inside of you. We give lots of boys and girls boosters."

She began walking towards Sam with the syringe. As soon as Sam saw it his eyes grew huge in panic.

"NO! It's shot!" Sam screamed. He leaped off the table and ran over to John. "No, Daddy! I don't want a shot! No no no!!! No shot!"

John sighed patiently and picked Sam back up and carried him back over to the table. "Now, Sam, it's OK! You'll barely feel it! Besides, you have to have it for school. Don't you want to go to school?"

"No!" Sam wailed, tears rolling down his cheeks. "I don't wanna! No school! No shot!"

John sat down on the table. "Come on, Sam, be a big boy! We're going to go to Pizza Hut right after! Don't you want Pizza Hut?"

Sam buried his face into John's shoulder and curled up into a ball, hiding his arms. "No! No no no! I wanna go home! I don't want a shot!"

John shot the nurse an apologetic look. She gave him an understanding smile.

"It's OK. We're kind of used to this!"

She grabbed a jar off the counter and opened it and held it towards Sam. "Look, Sam! I've got all sorts of lollipops here! After we're done you can pick out whatever one you want!"

Sam shook his head emphatically. "No! I don't want one!" he sobbed.

John felt helpless. He really didn't want to have to hold Sam down, but he was beginning to not see any other option. Finally, Dean stood up and came over.

"Sam! Stop crying!" Dean said as he leaned in close to Sam.

Sam peaked out and looked at him. "I don't want a shot, Dean!"

"They're not that bad, Sammy. I've had a million of them!"

Sam began to stop crying. "Really?"

Dean nodded. "Yup. It just pinches a little."

Sam shook his head again. "I don't want one! It'll hurt."

"Just a little!" Dean sighed. "What if I do something so you don't feel it?"

Sam looked hesitantly at him. "What are you going to do?"

"How about the Thriller dance?"

Sam's eyes lit up. "Will you sing it too?" he asked hopefully.

Dean rolled his eyes. "Do I have to?"

Sam nodded firmly. John arched an eyebrow at Dean. Dean sighed reluctantly.

"Fine."

He stood in the middle of the office and when he could see Sam watching he broke out in song.

"Cuz it is thrill-ler! Thril-ler night!" Dean lifted his arms and began dancing like a zombie while he sang.

Sam broke into a huge grin and started giggling hysterically while he watched. John couldn't help but snort as he watched. Even the nurse was giggling. Once John was sure Sam wasn't looking he motioned for the nurse to give the shot quickly. She did and Sam didn't even notice.

Once the performance was over nurse handed the paperwork to John for him to sign.

"Well, Mr. Winchester, I have to say that was the sweetest thing I have ever seen! I hope you realize what amazing little boys you have!"

John grinned and nodded. "Yes, ma'am. I certainly do."