We are back in KKH again. This time, Oliver had his fourth and final jab for prevenar. He was no longer as blurred like last time. He seemed to be fully aware that he would be in for some pain. Even when I put him on the weighing scale, he had already started protesting. When the needle finally landed on his right thigh, poor oliver was tears all over. Once again, all eyes were on him when I walked out of the treatment room. He continued to wail non-stop until he spotted the lighted Christmas tree. No more jabs this year. Come February, we would be back at Outram Polyclinic for another MM jab. Oliver baby, you can take a break for now.