IMG00138This morning we went over to the public H1N1 clinic in Rutland to get vaccinations for the boys and Tom. It was less chaotic than expected. While we arrived to what appeared to be quite the line, it really wasn’t so bad we were out of there by 11:45. There were in fact two lines set up, one for adults and one for children. The children’s line was in fact, pretty short considering so many of the school clinics had been pushed off. That was, in fact, the reason that the boys were there. Their school clinic set for November 13th had been postponed into early December. Since all three boys reported that there were a lot  of their classmates who have been out with what is presumed to be the “flu”, it seemed better to try to get them vaccinated sooner rather than later, since later could become much, much later. The boys were off from school today for Veteran’s Day, so it seemed a logical opportunity. We arrived at about 9:30 for the 10 a.m. clinic. Everything went well except, poor Tim, the kid who fears needles the most had to have the injection twice. The nurse drew back blood with the first injection and had to do it all again. Poor kid, he has miserable luck.IMG00139

The good news is that my entire family is now vaccinated. The bad news is that it doesn’t include me. Fortunately or unfortunately (depending on your perspective) I am healthy and don’t qualify at this juncture for the vaccination. Our youngest boy, alarmed by the fact that I was the only one not getting a shot, asked me why I just didn’t tell them that I needed it too since we were there. I had to explain to him that I didn’t qualify. He responded that it wasn’t fair since I could get sick and the prospect of coming down with the swine flu frightens him. I explained to him that since he and his dad both have asthma, he knew that it was important for them to vaccinated, along with his brothers, ages 13 and 14. He nodded. I explained how unfair it would be if they couldn’t get their shots because someone ahead of us in line lied and said they fit into the high risk groups when in fact they didn’t and shots which would have otherwise gone to us, went to someone who really didn’t need it right now. He understood that it wouldn’t be fair to other people behind us to do that, and it would be lying. He got it. He didn’t like it, but he got it.

After all, the way I look at it, is I get to garner all the sympathy in the house if I get sick. All the attention will be mine, just mine since the rest of them are piggy proofed.