Enough seriousness. I decided to bring this up today because Mr. Goldman and I got our flu shots! Of course we got them at our neighborhood pharmacy because pharmacists are awesome. I had a major attack of nostalgia. Weirdly enough, giving flu shots is one of the parts of working that I really miss and not because I love to stab people. At least I don’t think that is why. I imagine it was because it was one of the few chances I got to pop out from behind the counter and talk to people. I got so nostalgic I seriously considered asking if I could give Mr. Goldman his shot but I held myself back. I am regretting that. How often do you get to legally stab your husband? Not only that, but men in his particular age range are, by far, the most fun to give shots to. Skinny arms are for chumps. Look at this beautiful bicep—it has “poke me” written all over it. By all over it I mean under that Band-Aid®.
**I found an amazingly detailed and informative blog post on this topic at Married to Medicine. Written by a lawyer married to a doctor, it is the ultimate in vaccination information. I am in awe of its awesomeness.