Fall is in the air
It's that time of year again.
That can mean only one thing,
Yearly my mom drags me to the nearest Walgreens to have my imm-un-i-za-tion.
As soon as she mentions flu shot, my anxiety level rises.
Driving to the drugstore makes me light-headed and weak.
Sitting in the back seat of the car, I can imagine the pinch and squeeze.
Straight ahead, I can see the pharmacy sign, Flu Shots Everyday.
My mom hands in the paperwork,
Big mistake. Why? Thirty minutes pass, then I hear my name.
I'm tense and stiff. I can barely move.
I'm gonna faint.
I see the lights.
The pharmacist says, "Loosen up, okay."
"I'll do so", I say.
Pinch, ouch, yank, pull.
"You're all done", she says
"I'm bleeding", I say
Can I have a band-aide?