Friday, October 30, 2009

H1N1 shots for the girls (and dad)

Three of us got our vaccines today.  The girls will have to go back in 3 weeks as they just got half-doses.

I got the shot because I have asthma.  I would have waited, but made the choice that they set up the priority groups for a reason, and I may as well follow their system.


We got to Tom Brown Arena at 1:30 with Lucy (Rebecca was at school) planning to get the shots for the two of us.  Madeleine was going to try to do Rebecca tomorrow.

There were what looked like a couple hundred people in line outside.  The lineup was to get a number (on a bracelet), which determined when you could go in to get your shots.




It took 1 hour to get through the line and get the number, and they told us to come back around 5pm.  Rebecca was going to be done school, so I got her a number too.

We got back there at 5pm, but they were running a little slower than expected all day, so they were behind by 150 people, doing around 100 vaccinations/hour.

We got called inside a bit after 6pm, and got registered for our shots at around 7pm.  Then another 15-20 minutes of waiting before we got our shots, then 15 minutes where you're supposed to hang around in case of a bad reaction.

We were back in our car by around 7:45.

The delays seemed to be caused by problems with the load on their computerized registration system.  I'm not sure I can really blame them, as this is the first time there's been a mass immunization happening like this in recent times.  It sounds like things are going more and more smoothly every day.

Both girls have woken up crying, but that's not too new.  We gave Lucy some Tempra, and that seems to have settled her.

My arm is *%^$# sore right now, but otherwise I feel fine.

Yes, it made for a long afternoon/evening.  But you know what?  I feel incredibly fortunate.  A mass vaccination like they're doing is no small undertaking.  People were complaining about waiting in line to get a bracelet.  Well, the bracelets were to try to stem people from gaming the system, getting in line multiple times to get numbers for friends and relatives.  They weren't exactly strict about it, though.  I think if they have those rules they should be a little less flexible, as the rules were to ensure that the most vulnerable get the vaccinations *first*.  I can't think of a more fair way to dole out the shots.

Otherwise, yes, there were delays.  That's understandable though.  It's not like they can pull 50% of the nursing staff out of the hospitals or anything.  They had limited resources, and were making the best of it.  It's also pretty unprecedented to do a mass vaccination this quickly, with this short a turnaround from when the vaccines start coming off the line.

Yes, I know, the vaccine *probably* won't be preventing any deaths in my household, but it's the principle.  I'd rather we go through the procedure this time with a pandemic that *won't* be killing hundreds of thousands of people, than with one that *will*.  Next time I'm sure things will run more smoothly, and I'm fairly confident that there's going to be a next time.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Thursday, October 15, 2009

She has a plastic one at home


Rebecca and I are going to form our very own megatherium club.

Rebecca and Gastornis/Diatryma

Prehistoric beasts make me happy too!

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Indoctrination


Madeleine may have taken the girls to the Museum of Natural History, but I got to take them to both the Air & Space Museum *and* and old-timey airshow at the Flying Circus Aerodrome (beware, website straight out of 1996)


Saturday, October 3, 2009

In the prehistoric ward of the hospital...


Prehistoric mammals get injured.

Thank goodness 3 year olds can raid the locked bathroom medicine cabinet to find the bandaid supply.

In this picture we see:
Two sabre-tooth cats
One Andrewsaarchus
One macrochenia
One megatherium
And one uninjured apatosaurus who is apparently drinking out of a Sleeping Beauty tea cup.

I am convinced that this behaviour on the part of Rebecca, is connected to Lucy's trip to the hospital and her very obvious facial bandages. I am going to assume that this is a positive sign that she is dealing with the experience, rather than take a negative interpretation and think that she is fixating on it and is troubled.

Lucy's sunshine smile