One vaccination down and one to go. The hardest part of the process was picking out warm, but loose clothing that I could roll far enough up my arm to allow access to the injection site. Junkies shooting up into veins in their forearms don’t have such worries.

I understand that there is the possibility of muscle soreness where the needle is inserted, but, fortunately, I have no muscles anywhere near my upper arm. I enjoyed the experience so much that I’m going back for more in a few weeks.

To celebrate, I went straight from the hospital to a local tavern and bought a round for everyone. In accordance with the latest word from the CDC, I made them all doubles, though I suspect they were watered down. I hope the hospital wasn’t doing that.