I finally went to the Minute Clinic today to get my Hepatitus B vaccination. I am going to Panama in 4 1/2 months. I knew this vaccine required 3 doses, several months apart, so I really should have gotten on this about 2 months ago. Oops.
Anyways, I get there and the nurse says, "So what's goin' on today?" I say, "oh, I just need to get a vaccine because I am traveling this summer." She looks at me kinda sketchy-like and then I observe her physically switching gears in her head. She expected me to be sick I think.
"Which vaccine do you need?"
"Hepatitus B"
"hmmm...I don't normally work this clinic. I hate working in other people's clinics. I don't know where anything is. Bare with me."
"Yes ma'am."
"You need to sign a vaccination authorization. I don't know where they keep those here"...her voice trails off as she rummages through cabinets in non-lit closets."
"Sure thing."
"Have you been here before?"
"No ma'am."
"Ok, we'll have to put everything in the system then..."
"Yes ma'am."
Several minutes later.
"I don't even know if we have any Hepatitus B on hand."
"Hmmm..."
"Oh! Here's one!"
"Great."
"It's Merck...not Smith Kline"
"Is that a problem?"
"No."
I am internally chuckling, by the way.
"It's ice-cold though."
"Sounds chilling."
"Yup. I'll warm them up for you." She starts rolling tiny bottles of deathly virus in her hands.
"Thanks!" I do prefer a warm virus, after all.
The rest is pretty boring. I got my vaccine. I'll be back on April 4 to get my second dose. I'll have to wait until I get back from Panama to get my final dose. The nurse did not seem to think this would be a problem. "You'll have 2 doses in you." Verbatim. I'm feeling confident. I'll just be sure not to handle any blood, change any diapers, or have sex with any of the locals.
This is a mission trip after all.
Anyways, I get there and the nurse says, "So what's goin' on today?" I say, "oh, I just need to get a vaccine because I am traveling this summer." She looks at me kinda sketchy-like and then I observe her physically switching gears in her head. She expected me to be sick I think.
"Which vaccine do you need?"
"Hepatitus B"
"hmmm...I don't normally work this clinic. I hate working in other people's clinics. I don't know where anything is. Bare with me."
"Yes ma'am."
"You need to sign a vaccination authorization. I don't know where they keep those here"...her voice trails off as she rummages through cabinets in non-lit closets."
"Sure thing."
"Have you been here before?"
"No ma'am."
"Ok, we'll have to put everything in the system then..."
"Yes ma'am."
Several minutes later.
"I don't even know if we have any Hepatitus B on hand."
"Hmmm..."
"Oh! Here's one!"
"Great."
"It's Merck...not Smith Kline"
"Is that a problem?"
"No."
I am internally chuckling, by the way.
"It's ice-cold though."
"Sounds chilling."
"Yup. I'll warm them up for you." She starts rolling tiny bottles of deathly virus in her hands.
"Thanks!" I do prefer a warm virus, after all.
The rest is pretty boring. I got my vaccine. I'll be back on April 4 to get my second dose. I'll have to wait until I get back from Panama to get my final dose. The nurse did not seem to think this would be a problem. "You'll have 2 doses in you." Verbatim. I'm feeling confident. I'll just be sure not to handle any blood, change any diapers, or have sex with any of the locals.
This is a mission trip after all.
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since I won't have the full vax it would be better for me to refrain from those activities.
Speaking strictly from a health-standpoint, of course. :)
This post is an example of why you need to blog regularly.
Seriously. And oh yeah, Switch to Wordpress! Lynnster will do all the heavy lifting..(o;
I always hone in on one little bon mot in your postings. This time, it was "I do prefer a warm virus, after all."
And THAT, lovey, is why you win.
Emily - listen to hwy..
Holly: thank you for introducing me to 'bon mot'
John: you're married. get over it.