December 23, 2008 - Posted by Erin in Uncategorized

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I remember being in a doctor’s office when I was five years old and my doctor telling me that I wouldn’t have to get another shot until I was 15 years old – specifically the infamous tetanus shot. Well, I counted down the years until I turned 15, scared for my impending shot….but then I got smart and just decided not to mention that I needed it altogether. 15 came and went and I managed to avoid that horrendous shot for a total of 22 years! Sure, other shots came and went (wisdom teeth…oh and that small little back surgery I had), but overall I managed to avoid just about any shot (blood tests – who needs ‘em?).

Last Thursday night I was in a holiday decorating frenzy, running in and out of the closet to fetch decorations. And then something terrible happened (OK, not that terrible, but the implications to me were terrible) – I stepped on one of those carpet staple things! It didn’t hurt a bit, but drew the slightest bit of blood. Panic set in immediately. I dialed up the first doctor I could think of and was given the bad news – I should get the shot. At this moment I became a big supporter of the “second opinion” philosophy. I then called up Ben, whose Dad is a doctor, and sure enough he reported pretty much the same thing – that while the chances were slim that I would get tetanus, I would be a fool not to get the long overdue vaccination. Ahhh – I was hoping that there would be some excuse not to!!!!

Very lucky for me, Bob (Ben’s dad) said that he could indeed give me the shot. While the thought of a shot was horrifying, being able to do it in the comfort of someone’s home and with people I love and trust made it seem slightly more digestible. Trust me though, I weighed heavily whether I would rather get a shot or tetanus and the shot won by a very, very slim margin.

Saturday night I headed over to the Scribner house. I loaded up on booze and anxiety pills and was feeling pretty good. Bob told me it was time, and that he was just going to clean my arm…and before I even knew he was going to do it, it was done!!! People – usually I cry and possibly run when I have to get a shot! This time, I did it! No tears! I am mighty proud of myself.

Now I’ve just got to get over the fact that my left arm is twice the size of my right and crazy sore. Oh well – at least I got my shot! Now I am free to step on rusty nails with reckless abandon for the next 10 years!!!

Aside from confronting the biggest of my fears, I’ve actually been having a really great time at home. Seeing my friends and family has been so heart warming. Last weekend I even had the chance to meet up with my new email buddy, Heather. Yes, we met online, but that sounds bad – it wasn’t a 90’s-style chat room encounter, but rather it was via a somewhat professional social network because she was making plans to move to Madrid. She and I have bonded over our shared love of Spain, wine and especially chocolate – need I say more? She currently lives in LA, so Jacob and I met her half way in San Luis Obispo. There we had lunch, visited the beach and even did some wine tasting! It was a lovely day (despite my nervousness about the impending shot). I am hoping she will make it out to Madrid very soon!

I will be here for a few more days…time sure is flying. It sure is good to be home. I hope everyone has a wonderful holiday!

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