Um, well, except for egg that is.
Or maybe, that’s just the children’s shot.
Is it H1N1, or H3N2?
I don’t understand why I’m constantly asked if I would like a four strain or three strain shot.
It feels like a probiotic.
Now that, I actually take. As if I had a choice in which strain would inhabit my body.
In fact, no one asked me how many strains I wanted in my shot this year. It seems they ran out of one. So I got three.
I went along thinking, three out of four can’t be bad can it? after all, how many strains do we really need?
Five next year, maybe six?
I have been sick these last few days. Stuffed nose, achy body and scratchy throat sick. Tummy groaning, fever inducing, exhausting, sick.
Makes me wonder if I was missing the fourth strain.
Is all the hullabaloo inside my body because I caught it?
Can I get another shot? an extra boost of immunity. Never mind my dedication to vitamin C, zinc, mega stress B, Kick-ass immune booster ( yes! it is really called that) and exercise.
Never mind the constant hand washing. After all, they say it is much better than hand sanitizer.
Who they are, I don’t really know.
I just want to feel better. I want to drop off and pick up at school with a smile, not while wiping my nose and waving to the children without kisses.
I want to volunteer in art class with a clear head, using my normal voice to explain how to draw Picasso’s ‘Girl in the mirror’ type self-portraits, not choke on my words or lesson.
I suppose another cup of tea is in order until I figure out strains. I hope I wake up tomorrow, ready to face the day. I dare not say how miserable I feel right now. Oh all right. I do feel miserable. But I’m off to ponder the value of a flu shot.
Did you get yours this season?