“You know you haven’t stopped talking since I came here? You must have been vaccinated with a phonograph needle.” 

Yesterday it rained most of the day. The humidity stayed high even after the rain had stopped. The air in the house was so thick I turned on the AC and had a comfortable night sleeping. Today is cloudy and damp. Thunder storms are predicted for this afternoon with a high of 76°.

Nala has had a wonderful time. Last night, when she didn’t come in, I went looking. I saw her near the deck with a dead something in her mouth. I tried to have her drop it. Nope! She ran around the yard with her trophy. I decided to go back into the house. I shut the back door so she wouldn’t be tempted to bring the dead thing into the house. Not five minutes later, she was whacking the door so I checked, no dead thing. I let her into the house. This morning it was a loaf of bread, a brand new loaf of bread I had just opened so I could have toast. I put the bread into the toaster then answered the phone. When I went back to the kitchen, I saw it was gone. I raced outside. Nala had the loaf in her mouth. I started to shame her. Her stub of a tail was wagging and she looked guilty. She dropped the loaf which surprised the heck out of me. When I got back inside, the toast I had forgotten about was burned almost beyond recognition.

I got my new covid booster and a flu shot yesterday. I chose to have both in one arm. That arm is just a bit sore today. Next, I have to schedule my second pneumonia and my second shingles shots.

When I was I kid, I was playing with friends when I knocked the scab off my smallpox shot. It was on my leg. My doctor had said it was better than having a scar on my arm. I was afraid I’d need another shot. I didn’t. That scar stayed for years but has since disappeared.

Shots have never bothered me even when I was kid. I’ve seen people faint after getting a shot. Others got dizzy and put their heads between their legs to ward off fainting. Before I went to South America, my friend, my travel companion, and I went to Boston to get shots. They weren’t available here. I think we got three or four. She was a put her head between her legs shot taker. I just grimaced.

In Ghana, I was protected against just about everything. We got a yellow fever shot before we left the country. In Ghana, after a couple of days, we had shot day. I was okay with that as most of the diseases and such could be found in the region where I was going to live. I had never heard of half of the shots. We got typhus, diphtheria, tetanus, polio, gamma globulin and rabies, all in one day. The gamma globulin was every six months. A cholera epidemic broke out while I was there so we had that shot but later than the rest. We were supposed to take Aralen every week to ward off malaria, but we only took it during the rainy season. During the dry season, there were no bugs.

I guess I was well protected as I didn’t get any diseases. I did get the travelers’ disease, a race to the bathroom disease, but almost everybody gets that. I just made sure I was fast.

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One Comment on ““You know you haven’t stopped talking since I came here? You must have been vaccinated with a phonograph needle.” ”

  1. Beto's avatar Beto Says:

    I wake up every day and wonder what day it is. The dogs have clocks but no calendars so I’m down with that.


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