Needled
I had an appointment with Doc this morning.
“There y’are” says he. “How are ya?”
“You’re the Doc. You’re supposed to tell me.”
“Right! Get all your kit off.” He started putting on one of those rubber glove things.
“No way!” says I hastily. “I’m not here about myself. I’m here in loco whatyoumaycallit.”
“Ah! Is it the dog? Is Penny all right?”
“Penny is grand. I’m here about Herself.”
“Oh. What’s wrong with her?”
[Ten paragraphs redacted to avoid potential legal action. GD]
“That should fix her and keep her well sedated” says Doc, handing me a prescription. “Now what about the flu jab?”
“What about it?”
“Do you want it?”
“Not particularly.”
“Maybe you should, just this year. You’re a high risk category.”
“Fuckit. Go on then…”
So I got my jab. I don’t like the idea of being injected with unknown shit, but I’m beyond caring at this point.
If I get the Virus now then at least I can sue Doc.
I shall submit a request under the Freedom of Information Act requiring the publishing of the redacted text!
Request denied. Sorry. I just don't fancy being emasculated with a rusty pair of garden shears.
I felt like absolute crap for 3 weeks prior to my (gasp!) in-person visit to my doc at my local VA clinic. I purposely didn't tell him, or the nurse that took my
vittlesvitals for that matter, about how I felt like crap for the past 3 weeks simply because I didn't want him or anyone else within earshot to start yelling about covid-19 and sticking long handled swabs down my throat via my nostril.After the exam was over the doc asked if I wanted a flu shot. I told him sure. In short, I got the flu shot and two days later I felt fine. Well, as fine as I usually feel anyway. This happens every year when the flu stab comes around. If I'm feeling sicker than a dog (why a dog?) I get the flu shot and I feel fine in a couple of days. It just goes to show I guess. Not too sure what it shows but it certainly does–whatever it is.
Heh! Like yourself, I was feeling a bit ropey going into the surgery, and had the same dread of being treated like a plague carrier [having to lock myself up for two weeks?!!]. Frankly I can't say the shot made any difference, I hardly felt the injection and the only lingering side effect is the little plaster he stuck on afterwards.
Side effect? Little plaster he stuck on after? I'm not sure if I'm sorry or glad I actually got that one. Probably both.