How barfing taught me a lesson

Two years ago, I got a combo flu/COVID-19 shot (two separate shots, just given at the same appointment). It went without incident, and I had an extra layer of protection through the flu season. Nice, I thought.

Last year I kept rescheduling the shots for reasons, then I got an infection (that wandered) and that distracted me, so I never did get vaccinated for that flu season.

We move forward to May 21st of this year, when I apparently caught a bug from my partner, resulting in me barfing copiously one memorable evening. I wondered afterward how I would have been hit if I had been properly vaccinated.

This month, when I got the reminder to get vaccinated from the provincial government, I booked an appointment as soon as I could and as I type this now I have two little round band-aids on my left arm from the shots.

I like to think I will never stop learning, even if I live to be 150 or a head in a jar, whichever comes first. And today, I demonstrated that all it takes for me is a gentle reminder in the form of remembering what it was like to spend a night violently emptying the contents of my stomach.

I got vaccinated. You should, too!

Also, this gives me another chance to show one of my favourite ill-conceived ads for flu prevention:

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