Feeling Tall (sort of)

Yesterday started off really well.  In spite of having to get up early, shower and leave before Kevin even left for work. I had a doctor appointment this morning.   One of the routine things they do, is to check weight and height.   It appears, that I’m half of an inch taller than I’ve been for the last 32 years.  Usually as a person ages, they get shorter.   So either I grew or I’ve been totally wrong about my height since I stopped growing at 12.  My daughter pointed out to me, “Your license is now correct”.

I also wound up getting a booster shot for Diphtheria, Tetanus and Pertussis.    After  several visits to the hospital, and the need for an IV almost every time, I still had that nervous feeling in my stomach over vaccination needle in my arm.  The last time that I remember getting a vaccine, was when I was 10, and I was in the school cafeteria with several other children.  When the needle went into my arm then, I howled and it echoed throughout the room. Yesterday, I was surprised that I barely felt it.   I also remembered a time, about 4 years ago when I took my son to the doctor for his vaccination.   As the nurse swabbed his arm with alcohol for the shot, she told him, “Now this isn’t the kind of alcohol that you drink.” to which we responded with, “Oh, so it’s good liquor!”.

Yesterday, the nurse informed me that my shoulder might be sore from the vaccination.  Today, she is right.  However, I won’t need to have that done for another 10 years.

The rest of the day involved the sport of bill-paying, however, that isn’t nearly as interesting or fun.  It does feel good to know that we can still drive our car, live in our house, have electricity, gas and water for another month.

Anyway, enough randomness

Elizabeth

 

 

 


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