LM, Episode 485, 3/25/21
I got my first Covid vaccination on Monday. My friend, Andy, and I volunteered at the Research Medical Center’s Community Covid Vaccine Clinic.
I’m not sure if you’re aware, but it’s dark outside at 6.30 in the morning, which is when we had to report. They took our temperature at the front door, then gave us a green sticker we were to wear on our shirt with the letters MON on it. I put mine on upside down and spent an hour wondering what NOW meant. In my defense, it was the middle of the night and I’d only had one cup of coffee.
The person in charge, Nisha, was exceptionally skilled and organized, plus an excellent judge of people’s skills. She put Andy, Shane, and Kelly on the computers registering people and positioned me to tell them after they had registered, “It’s down the hall, last door on the left.” That way, if my temporary job of doing taxes doesn’t work out, maybe I can get a job at the truck stop directing people to the bathrooms, provided they are down the hall, last door on the left.
Five hundred people got their second vaccine shot that morning and all seemed happy and grateful to be doing their part to help the world get past this pandemic.
When we finished, they had extra doses, so Nisha got Andy and Kelly their second shot and Shane, his wife, and I got our first. As my friend, Mike Preson, said, “It was a little chunky when the microchip went into my arm, but at least the government can track me now.”
I just hope Twyla doesn’t gain access to my tracking data, not because I’m doing anything nefarious. I just don’t want her to know how lazy I am when she’s at work.
I want to thank Nisha and Research Medical Center for my doses. I feel like it is a major step to ending this Covid nightmare.
Always remember laughter matters.