I got suckered into getting a tetanus shot this week. That was no fun.
I went to the doctor to get a prescription for an infection I have (unsuccessfully) tried to fight for an entire month. She was really nice, gave me the prescription and then asked when I had last been tested for TB.
"Never? Because I do not live in the eighteen hundreds?"
"Not even when you were pregnant?"
"No...does pregnancy give you TB?"
It was odd. She asked if I wanted to be tested. Again, what an odd question. Who answers yes?
And then she asked when I last had a tetanus shot.
"...Um, when I was ten? Maybe seven?' I thought about getting one when I was eighteen, does that count?"
She said that me getting a shot would help protect Ash. Grrr. I hate when herd immunity works against me.
So I let her give me the shot. And I was trying to be all cheerful about it because Ash was watching.
"Look! How fun! The nice nurse is going to give mama a shot! Hooray!" While whispering to the nurse: "Hey, so, I'm deathly afraid of needles so please don't let me see it, or I might pass out."
The nurse warned me that my arm would hurt the day after. She was not kidding. I was also so very tired all of yesterday. That might have been because of the antibiotics, but last night I dreamed it was because my tetanus shot actually gave me tetanus. Luckily, that does not seem to be the case as I am back to normal energy levels today. Maybe It was TB.