Ouch

OUCH!
Don't remember Hep B shots hurting quite so much.
No, I'm pretty sure last time I got one at the travel clinic 2 years ago I distinctly complimented the nurse on how I really didn't feel a thing, she was THAT good. Where was that lovely woman last Thursday? Hmmm. I actually jumped in my chair when she stuck me. Actually physically flinched, and it wasn't just painful for the millisecond going in, or the instant it came out.... it hurt going in, coming out and all the time in between. So much that I couldn't stop myself from saying out loud: "owow, why does it HURT so much?". She told me a couple of excuses, the sirum was cold, this and that, etc. All of which I believed and ate up in the moment. But once I walked away and out to my car, I got to thinking that no, no, it didn't feel like that AT ALL last time. I remember because I commented on how I had felt nothing before.
Maybe she was just being rough to punish me because I had admitted to writing in my OWN yellow vaccination book, filling in a missing entry myself a couple years ago because I had not had my card with me at the time when I had had a hep A shot.
Anyhow. I am getting all shot up. I only have one "B" shot left to get (when i get home from India) and then I am all good for life for both Hep A AND B. ALL done, thank you ma'am.
yipee! so that's fun. Even though shots are like.... not easy for me at all. I've stopped warning them though, that I am a baby, but now I am thinking to start again. I am thinking that it would make them feel more sorry for you and then, perhaps, be more GENTLE? My arm is still sore. Three days later.

hahaha.
oh boy, i am going to have fun with all my points of view on this blog again. I guess that's what blogs are all about, right? A place to spew all your points of view about everything you come in contact with.
So, no, maybe I will have a different goal with this blog. Maybe my goal will be.... to have a creative outlet. Not an outlet for my whining and moaning, but a real creative outlet. And to share ..... stories.
I know there's not much to say yet, at this point, still in Canada. Still two months away until departure. But I know that that time goes by fast. The last two months in the bat of an eyelash. Just getting ready. Now we are good for vaccinations. Got our visa photos done too. So that's all ready. Even bought our lonely planet guide book to India, the one with the big pink turban on the cover. So we've been flipping through it, looking at the Taj Mahal and planning our route.
There is talk about whether we want to get malaria prophylactics or not (spelling?). The jury is still out on that one. Just this one possible problem area we MIGHT go to: Goa. Need to do more research. Of course the travel clinic and the family doctor are ALL about anti-malarials. They always are. But in reality.... well, we shall see. Bit more research.

One fun thing: it is fun to be planning this trip, and as we are planning it, to be saying "we". To be using the pronoun "we", is fun. we, not I. This is a very different experience for me. To say "we" rather than "I". And i like it. Everytime I say "we", I get a nice feeling. To know that me and mama are going together. I don't know when mama is gonna read this, or if she ever will, if she will ever know how happy I am that she has agreed to come with. What a great gift she is giving.
I have a busy next two months planned. I was thinking of even beginning to tell people I am leaving two weeks earlier than I am, just so I have some down time at the end to great ready.
Ach, I'll have time. All will be well. All will be good.