Oh, Sweet Irony

Success! Miracle of miracles, I actually tracked down an H1N1 shot for QB on Tuesday at the Weston Health district. Not only that, but we had an appointment. Went in at 3:30. Left at 3:32. To quote a beloved  and not-at-all-arrogant ex-president, "mission accomplished."

And of course, the very next day, Mopsy, who has had the seasonal flu vaccine, came down with a fever of 102. Looks like I celebrated just a bit too soon.

Flu Frenzy, Round 1

I've won the lottery! Got my hands on a flu vaccine for Mopsy, and it was the needle-free flu mist at that. (That always makes for a happy child.) And it only took about 14 calls to the doctor's office.

(Good old Willows Pediatrics has decided to add to the confusion and panic around town and keep flu shot availability info as secretive as nuclear launch codes. Why the mystery, people? It's not helping.)

Poor QB, since he has asthma, has to have the old-fashioned shot variety. Of course the pediatrician is out of that one, naturally, but his asthma specialist has it -- today, at least. Just hope they don't run out before our appointment on Wednesday.

One kid down, one to go.