She took the hypodermic and tapped me on my arm for the flu shot, and I hardly felt it at all. My left shoulder seemed immune to hypodermics, because when the pharmacist in the Bronx gave me my Covid vaccination, I was willing to accuse him of not injecting it!
But why would I accuse this lovely professional of something like that? True, she’d been accused by a member of our community of fraudulent billing, but then, I was good at bringing wayward women back to the fold. I gave her a big smile and thank-you! God forgive me for thinking that would do it, but hey, I’ve got to start somewhere.
As a teacher, I soon learned the ropes that set the course for a wayward ship, and now, all I have to do is remember them.