When I arrived at the empty Wallgreens, my mask was dangling from my wrist. I made my way to the pharmacy in the far corner and put it right over my nose and mouth - there were masked people sitting in the chairs, waiting their turn while being socially distant.
There was no line at the window. My paperwork (completed at home) was accepted without a problem. I had to wait 15 minutes past my appointed time for the booster to end up in my arm, but everyone was pleasant and the chairs were comfortable.
Everyone there was of a certain age. We were filling up our vaccination cards like debutantes at a ball. Personally, I would rather dance with a dashing young beau than be jabbed in the upper arm by a 50-something year old pharmacy tech.
I wonder if there will be new cards when the next dose comes out.
As I waited the requested 15 minutes, others in our age cohort came over. Everyone was masked. Everyone stood a respectful distance from everyone else.
If only the woman sitting in the chair at the end of the next aisle weren't coughing..... well, at least she was masked.
We drove up to the Gila Reservation to get my first dose, a dose that took hours of angst and planning to achieve. This took 5 minutes on the computer yesterday and 45 minutes in the drugstore one block from home. I suppose this is progress.
If only people had done what they were asked to do when this all started..... well, a girl can dream, can't she?
I have not had that second booster yet, but it is on my list of things to get done before we travel back north.
ReplyDeleteMy arm is sore when I raise it above my head, but otherwise this was a reaction free poke.
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That soreness may be more the result of the way the technician inserted the needle than the actual vaccine.
DeleteWe are getting our second boosters tomorrow at a CVS. It does all seem so easy now. What will all of this morph into next?
ReplyDeleteOne day at a time... one catastrophe at a time...
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