A trip to the travel clinic.
On Friday, I went to the local travel clinic in preparation for my trip. If you know me, you know that I hate shots...my palms sweat, my heart races, my anxiety is out of control. Then...when it's over, it is never as bad as I had anticipated. You would think with my being a nurse that I would be comfortable around needles, NOT!
I am now well prepared and well stocked with Doxycycline (anti-malarial), zithromax (travelers diarrhea), ambien (so I can get some sleep and hopefully not suffer too bad from jet lag) and oral typhoid vaccine.
I only had to get one shot, hepatitis A. This shot SUCKS! The needle itself I didn't even feel, but when the medicine started cursing through my blood I thought that I was going to be paralyzed forever on my left side (got it in my left deltoid). I could feel the pain/burn/throb (not sure how to describe it) go down my arm over about the first 20 seconds after it was administered.
Fortunately, I am here two days later with full use of my left arm, a pocket-full of pills and my 'papers' are in order.