And now I have a splitting headache, which I guess is par for the course. But what a relief. On Wednesday, I heard they would be giving them out, I got registered and was notified yesterday, and got the shot this morning.
It was at the East Hampton Town Center for Humanity, which I think is East Hampton’s way of getting around calling a building a community center like every other burg in America. But that’s okay. It was fairly well organized, which is to say it reminded me a lot of the Army, and that’s okay too.
There was a line of cars to get into the parking lot, which led to a second line of cars to wait for a parking space. Then there was a line outside the building, where a very nice volunteer in a bright yellow vest stopped by and took down my information on a tablet. When I got inside, there was another line to register, where another nice volunteer took some papers I had already filled out and entered my information into a desktop computer which had already been entered on the tablet.
Then there was another line to get to the hallway where there were chairs to sit while you waited to get into the room where the shots were given. Volunteers were coming up and checking your papers to make sure you had all the necessary check marks. But people kept getting up and going into the room to get their shots, and their chair would immediately be filled by a new person who was in line behind me, who would be quickly met by the volunteer and dispatched to the shot room, and the empty chair would again be filled by a new person who got checked out and sent in for a shot, while I sat there waiting and watching new people take my place in line, and so on.
You no doubt remember my comparing the whole thing to the Army. Well…
Eventually, the volunteer got around to me and I had my check marks checked and was sent in for the shot. Yipeeee! Then I was sent to yet another room with a bunch of socially-distanced chairs where I sat for 15 minutes waiting to see if I had a reaction to the shot.
Just outside that room there was another line in a hallway to get into the check-out room, and once you got into that room there was another line to wait for your turn to go up to the check-out table where yet another very nice volunteer checked all of the check marks on the paperwork and filled out a little card for the follow-up shot on March 26, three weeks from now.
Outside, there was a very nice volunteer in a bright yellow vest to make sure you remembered where you had parked your car, because there were multiple lots surrounding the building. Did I mention that everyone getting a shot in East Hampton today was old? Unlike the Army, East Hampton knew who they were dealing with, so even more volunteers in bright yellow vests were escorting vaccinees to the cars they couldn’t find.
There were even more nice volunteers in bright yellow vests to direct me to the exit back onto Stephen Hands Path, and about an hour after arriving, I made it out of there.
And then I took a nap.
I assume that something like this is going on all over America right now and that by the end of the month all adults over the age of 65 will be vaccinated if they so choose, and probably by sometime in June, the rest of the country will have joined them.
I shudder to think where we would be by this day if a certain someone was still in the White House, but he’s not. Spring is springing out here in Springs, summer is just around the corner, and we’re on our way!
It is amazing how many people are being vaccinated now. Thank you Mr. Biden. I am in Manatee County in Florida. Had my first shot. Moderna. Incredibly organized and efficient. Drive through. 4 check points. In and out total of 30 mins. For the cluster fuck that is Florida right now this was such a wonderful and unbelievable experience.
I received my first vaccine on Wednesday (Moderna). Arlington had pre-registered us so all we had to do was show up and wait in one line. We had lots of volunteers in blue vests who were all delighted to be assisting us. I have not had any side effects from the vaccine so far. My arm isn’t even sore. Perhaps I don’t have enough antibodies to show up and fight with the intruder vaccine. I have said often that I have antibodies that are complete pacifists which can be heard screaming, “Go ahead and take her. She feeds us infrequently and poorly.” I return on March 31. Two week after that I intend to maybe meet another vaccinated person somewhere and celebrate in a masked and socially distanced manner. I can hardly wait.