I still think I deserve a sticker…

What’s that? How am I feeling?

Well, thanks for asking, imaginary concerned blog-readers. I actually feel a bit achy tonight. It must be the typhoid.

Today’s been a bit odd, I have to admit. It started with trying to propel a cat off an spinney office chair, dropping my coat in a giant muddy puddle and missing the train to FW Towers.

Things got progressively worse when I then got trapped on the next train for an hour, got shouted at by an angry doctors’ surgery receptionist and then somehow managed to wipe everything from my beloved new iPhone, just by trying to load a Regina Spektor album onto it (that must’ve been the music gods punishing me for my tastes…).

By the time I eventually got to the doctors’ surgery tonight to have my vaccinations for travelling to India, I was quaking about what else could happen to me and just how many injections I would need.

As it turns out, I only had to have typhoid and hepatitis germs jabbed into me. Despite only needing those two, I still wanted to do this when the nurse rammed her giant needle into my arm…


But I was dead brave and held back the tears. I asked the nurse for a sticker to say I was a good girl for not crying, but she seemed to think I was joking…

Anyway, nursey reckoned those were the only jabs I needed for going to Delhi and Bombay, so fingers crossed this surgery waiting room is the worst place I’m going to have to visit as part of my Nuffield scholarship.


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4 Responses to “I still think I deserve a sticker…”

  1. Mike


  2. Rob

    Your the bravest person I know. You wouldn’t catch me in a doctors waitin room, and your worried about typhoid.

  3. Caroline Stocks

    Frightened of typhoid? Ha! I laugh in the face of typhoid. And any other lurgy India wants to throw at me, for that matter. It’s Bruce and his nibbling friends that are worrying me. I can’t get jabs against things with teeth….

  4. Rob

    Did I tell you my new boots are made of shark skin. True.