Colin has always had to get blood work done often to monitor his regular cell counts and also because he has been very anemic in the past. We have cycled through years where he's handled it very well and other years where I would have to hold him in a bear hug. He's always been tough when it comes to this stuff because even if he cried, it was only every for a few minutes. Today, however, was a big day. When we left home this morning, all he knew was that he was going to the "doctor". When we pulled up at the lab, he knew where we were and he automatically asked if he was "getting a shot". When I told him yes, his nervous face popped up but he immediately told me he'd be brave. When it came time to go to the back, he was adamant that "he do it himself" and so he sat down in the chair and never needed me at all. He didn't cry once. He was so brave and strong through it all today. I'm so proud of this guy for his strength through the years.