*crotchety old man voice*
What's wrong with kids these days? I'll tell you... when I was a kid and I had to get a flu shot, you went and you were already crying. Why? Because when you got there the nurse pulled out a syringe the size of a small coke bottle with a needle about the size of a straw. They injected so much of the stuff in your arm it looked like you had a marble buried under your skin. You’d probably be bleeding for hours. If they managed to kill off all of the virus, you only had to deal with an arm that wouldn’t work for a week, if they didn’t get it all killed off (a much more likely scenario), you basically had a low grade flu to protect you from getting one... AND an arm that wouldn’t work for a week.
Not getting a shot wasn’t a choice. My grandparents were alive during the last pandemic when people died all over the place, they told the horror stories to my parents, and anything you could do to possibly prevent that was going to happen.
Today I went and got a flu shot. I barely noticed the needle going in, and I HATE needles. About 3 seconds of feeling cold/pressure/pain, and it was over. No waiting around the doctors office to see if I would go into respiratory failure. I got right up and left. I know I got a shot, but this is probably as sore as I’ll get and dancing will be no problem on Friday.
When we got flu shots, we suffered... and we were happy... although I don’t know why we were happy.
make sure you check out the “sure-to-be-left” comment from mistyjojangles.