All right, sue me. I couldn’t help myself with that headline. I’ve a weakness for really, really bad puns. Just ask my wife, known to one as She Who Says One More Pun and You’re A Dead Man. Anyway, with winter (or winter-like weather depending on where you live) gearing up to make an appearance, we’re also going to start getting hit with this year’s flu bug.
For most of my life, I liked to live life on the edge. I never got a flu shot. I figured if I got sick, I’d just ride it out and, maybe, take a few days off work for a well-deserved boob-tube fest. After all, I was young-ish and healthy, for certain low values of healthy, I could take it. It was when my family started to grow by little dude after little dude after little dude that I began to get those shots. My new figuring was that if I got sick, it wouldn’t matter how bad I felt because I’d still have to take care of three little dudes.
My wife, known to four as She Who Says This Might Sting A Little, brings home flu shots from her medical office and administers them to the little dudes and me. Except for that one year when she was gone and I had to give the shots to the little dudes. The less said about that experience, which just goes to show I was never meant to be a doctor, the better. Still, the flu-shot needle is quite thin and short so the shot doesn’t hurt all that much and it is good protection.
According to the CDC (that’s the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention [and, no, I don't know why there's no P in the initials]), almost every American needs a flu shot. Last Wednesday, Sept. 24, was the first day of flu-shot season. (I went out early and hid in the blind, but I didn’t get to bag any flu shots over the legal limit.) (That joke probably didn’t register on anyone who hasn’t been hunting. Sorry.) That means from 6 months on up. It’s going to get crowded at doctors’ offices, so make an appointment early.
Now you know. And knowing is half. . . . Never mind. I can’t do it. I can’t end it like that. Um. . . er. . . Look, I’ve got to go. My youngest little dude just shot by, screaming about something or other.
– Richard, heh, heh. Puns.
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