My ever faithful west coast brother tells me that today is National FRUMP Day (my friend who likes acronyms will love this) which he said sounded like me. I wasn't sure how to take that until he explained its meaning - National Frugal Responsible Unpretentious Mature Person's Day. Well, that's ok. I like to think of myself as responsible and mature (it's hard not to be mature at 77). Considering the current stock market situation, I am becoming more frugal by the day.
Keeping in mind that I admit to being a FRUMP, today I did a responsible thing, I got my third Covid booster and my flu shot but it was not as easy as you might think. Since I am mature, I didn't cry or yell, but after the third stab it hurt! After patiently waiting my turn, I told the cheery young Walgreen's pharmacist that she could put both shots in one arm. She tried, she really tried. The first shot, the booster, went in very smoothly with only a slight sting. The second shot, the flu shot, hurt, which surprised me, and her too. She realized that, while the needle had gone into my arm, the plunger wasn't plunging and nothing good had gone into my arm. So she went in the other room, got a fresh shot, and the same thing happened again. Ouch, ouch! On the third try, in my other arm, she finally got the dose into my body. So four pokes and three red band aids later, I am successfully protected and can go boldly into this flu season. By the way, today is also National Dessert Day. I think I've earned one. Yum!
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