We thankfully are only required to get a Yellow Fever vaccination that I will surely do but the list of recommended ones is just too much me. One it we find Hepatitis A, Hepatitis B, Typhoid and Rabies.
We arrive promptly at noon with a spring in our step until we walk into the doctor’s office. In my mind, it seemed to be the medical equivalent to a hoarder’s home. Joe and I make an executive decision and force Alex to go in first. I think we convinced him that it was more important that he get back to the office quickly. In truth, we needed him as a guinea pig.
So we wait, and wait, and wait a bit more. I never experienced anything like it. It was almost an hour before Alex comes out. I don’t think I have ever spent that much time waiting for someone to get out of an examining room. It took so long that at one point I asked the doctor’s wife (she came in to help him out) if Alex was okay. I was convinced (and the evil storyteller in me was hoping) that he had passed out. In truth apparently, the doctor was just excruciatingly thorough.
Joe goes next and I suspect he figured out how to short track him because he only took about 40 minutes.
Finally, it’s my turn. I can tell from the look on the doctor’s face that my repeated questions about how long this was taking had seeped into his room somehow. He does not look happy to see me. I try to make the best of the situation and listen politely at his long-winded stories about the long-term effects of the 1918 Flu Epidemic and questions like what you would think happened if you saw 50,000 people lying in Central Park on November 1 gasping for air. I even act as if I am sympathetic to the bureaucratic nightmare that is becoming accredited to certify the administration of these shots. All to no avail. Needless to say he bullied me into a Flu shot with my Yellow Fever one but I did get out in record time. Only 20 minutes.
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