Took a trip to the doc yesterday for my long awaited appointment to get my jabs, and after shooting me up in both arms, the nurse informed me that I was only in week 0 of 3. I.e. for the nasty Hep A, I have to go back twice more over the next 3 weeks to be administered with more fun stuff in my bicep. Probably not using as many needles as my pic below depicts (hmm, nice phrase that) but you get the gist.
In the grand scheme of things, it's not the end of the world, but I feel a right numpty not knowing that I couldn't get all the vaccinations within a week. As it is, my right arm practically died for the hour following the injection (dead arm doesn't compare to the useless lump that was swinging at my side) so I can see why they stagger these things. My final visit to the surgery is now on the 8th of April, so all things being equal, flights will now be booked for the 9th. What a palaver!
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