Monday, April 12, 2021

Muscle Man

 Tim and I got our first covid shots. We got up early and drove about 45 minutes to a nearby high school (did you know they serve cappuccino and espresso in high schools now?) 

The place did not open up until 9, but there was a line when we got there at 8:45. It was okay though. After a good soaking rain over night, everything was so green. Buds had popped open. It just seemed like everything was blooming. I felt like Dorothy stepping out of her house into Oz for the first time. The people in line were friendly and talkative and everyone there was getting their first shot, and glad for it. So the wait was fun. 

Once inside, the line moved very quickly through registration and we herded out of the cafeteria and to the gymnasium. I stopped at the door and said to the fellow there, "There are no dodgeballs in there, right?" Turns out I was not the only person traumatized in gym class because it got a good laugh. 

We went inside and took our seat on a bleacher. They were setting up an area for people to sit the required 10 minutes after receiving the shots. People were coming out of the shot area and having a seat almost as quickly as the poor woman could get the chairs out. At one point, she dropped one and it made a huge clatter echoing around the gym. Tim and I craned our necks, sure that someone had a reaction and fallen out of a chair. From the immediate silence, I knew that we were not the only ones with that thought. Down the bleacher from me, a woman said, "I'm outta here..." and laughed nervously. 

They had several stations set up and the shots went quick as a wink. In no time, I was sitting in the waiting area. Tim had been in front of me. He was no where to be seen. I looked around several times, thinking I missed him, but he wasn't there. When my ten minutes were up, he still wasn't out there. I began to worry. 

There is a secret about Tim that we discovered back in the cancer days. Needles make him light headed. I decided not to leave the gym until I knew what happened to my husband.  I waited about five more minutes and then I was much relieved to see him striding jauntily across the gymnasium.

"What took so long? Did something happen? Are you okay?"

And his eyes crinkled above his mask. He said, "The doctor took one look at my arm and decided it was so muscular, they needed to use a longer needle." He laughed pretty hard at that. 

He's pleased as punch about this, and has been strutting around in a very studly way ever since, flexing and posing. I will never hear the end of this.

16 comments:

northsider said...

Have you been giving him tins of Spinach, Popeyes staple diet?

The bike shed said...

Good for you having your jabs - I hope it makes you feel confident and hopeful as it did me.

Anvilcloud said...

That was a fun account. I'll see how my jab goes later today.

Ed said...

I'm not 40 minutes away from the second one. Can't wait to get it over with.

JayCee said...

Does he wear those leopard print outfits and pose with weights?

Debby said...

Jaycee, if he does, I'm running!!!!

Ellen D. said...

How nice to hear a fun story about getting the COVID jab! That was a great adventure for you and your hubba-hubba husband! Big muscles! Nice humor! Thanks!

Kelly said...

That was entertaining! Glad you're half way there....

Margaret said...

What a great story! I'm not surprised with all the work both of you are doing. (men always seem to build muscle quicker than we do though!) I too was traumatized by dodgeball. I was one of the smallest in my class and we had a couple guys who were over 6 feet tall in the 5th grade. It was scary. They finally got rid of it when one of my classmates lost a few front teeth in a dodgeball incident. We have to wait 15 minutes here, 30 if we have certain conditions like prior allergic reactions. Glad you got your shot! It feels good.

Bovey Belle said...

That made me chuckle Debby! I bet he's still strutting his stuff :)

jeanie said...

Congratulations! On both getting the shot AND the muscly hubby :D

Martha said...

Hi! I was just bouncing around on a blog jog and came across yours. Thought I'd say hello. It sounds like you two had way more fun getting your first vaccines that we did. I can only imagine your hubby reaction and I'm sure you really won't ever hear the end of it! You might as well just start referring to him as Sir Stud Muffin :D

Andrew said...

Give a man over a certain age a mild compliment and it will go straight to his head. Good that you have had your shots. Still waiting here, but there isn't the urgency for us.

Joanne Noragon said...

I wonder why they sunk the needle to the hilt in my scrawny arm on the first shot! I didn't even look the second shot.

Steve Reed said...

A longer needle! YEESH.

Debby said...

Yep. He had to have a 1 1/2 in needle as opposed to a 1 in needle. The had to stop everything and fix a new needle for him. The fact that a doctor decided this based on his musculature still has him flexing and strutting about the house. Funny man!