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Important Note
Apr. 20th, 2021 10:21 amIf you call your pharmacy about getting vaccinated, now that the minimum age has been lowered to 40, and they say they’re doing vaccines by “walk-in?” You still have to register in advance online.
This message brought to you by me, now waiting at the back of a line-up for the second time this morning.
ETA — Got the jab eventually, and was able to help someone in the second line up who also hadn’t been told they needed to register before “walking in.” “You can profit from my past errors,” I said to her.
It’s now 8:12 pm and I’m starting to feel a bit achy, but don’t know if that’s due to the shot or to having stood about in line-ups all morning, then run off to our regular pharmacy in another part of town to pick up prescriptions, all while the temperature decided to take a plunge. Andrew only had soreness at the injection site and neither of us ever feel side-effects from the annual ‘flu vaccine.
In any case I’ve posted my latest chapter for the classic Who fic, and I’m giving myself permission to be inert tomorrow.
ETA2 — 8:30pm — Oh yeah, these are aches and chills, all right. *Takes ibuprofen, goes to bed, sends a telegram of congratulations to my immune system but secretly hopes they’ll be done with their practice drilling soon.*
This message brought to you by me, now waiting at the back of a line-up for the second time this morning.
ETA — Got the jab eventually, and was able to help someone in the second line up who also hadn’t been told they needed to register before “walking in.” “You can profit from my past errors,” I said to her.
It’s now 8:12 pm and I’m starting to feel a bit achy, but don’t know if that’s due to the shot or to having stood about in line-ups all morning, then run off to our regular pharmacy in another part of town to pick up prescriptions, all while the temperature decided to take a plunge. Andrew only had soreness at the injection site and neither of us ever feel side-effects from the annual ‘flu vaccine.
In any case I’ve posted my latest chapter for the classic Who fic, and I’m giving myself permission to be inert tomorrow.
ETA2 — 8:30pm — Oh yeah, these are aches and chills, all right. *Takes ibuprofen, goes to bed, sends a telegram of congratulations to my immune system but secretly hopes they’ll be done with their practice drilling soon.*
