For some reason, this year the flu has developed into epidemic proportions. Emergency rooms are overcrowded, the halls are lined will sick folks, special tents have been set aside to corral those with the disease, yet the news media says stay home and call your doctor. Many have not gotten their flu shots. Despite the fact that it takes two weeks to work, doctors say it still isn’t too late to get the shots.
Several very smart and intelligent friends of ours are among those who haven’t gotten their shots. They don’t see any reason to get a shot even tho they are out there in public all the time. I don’t think it’s the cost of the shot for with these folks cost isn’t a factor. I wonder why they think their immune systems are so tough the flu virus will pass them by. I get the shot and then get the flu, they say. It’s a dead virus vaccine, I reply then I worry.
For the last year, G and I have had breakfast out most Sundays. Two pancakes, two slices of bacon, and two eggs – scrambled. Oh, delicious, oh high fat, and eggy. Just before we left for DC, we got our flu shots and I got a shingles shot. (They said G was too young to get one.) The arm with the flu shot itched madly for a few days a warning to me to stop being such an eggy me.
So I have mostly given up eggs for the year. I don’t want to get the flu, we think the shot lightened our common cold this year, but mostly means I have given up scrambled eggs not the occasional cookie or slice of meat loaf. Once I started reading ingredients lists and recipes more closely, I was forced to reduce my “No”eggs to “Mostly” no eggs.
No matter what, I’ll have a flu shot next year too.