Tonawanda News — Well, I’m not trying to convince you. But when you’re thinking about it, I want you to realize just how lousy the past month has been for me — someone generally oh-so-proud of how she “never gets sick.” And I want you to know this:
During the past month, as I coped with flu effects and aftereffects from the awful to the relatively minor, my husband and young sons — all of whom had received flu shots early in the season — sailed through it with barely a sniffle.
I was a germy mess. There is no way, none, that they wouldn’t have encountered the flu virus in our house, some way, some how, no matter how much sanitizing we did. Granted, this means that apparently I had the strain that their shots protected against, but the bottom line is this alone: My family didn’t get the flu.
My husband was healthy to care for the family solo, healthy enough to continue to work. I didn’t have to consol my 8-year-old as he dealt with those awful body aches, or listen to my 4-year-old dealing with that horrible hacking cough.
That sold me. Next year, I’m listening to the doctors. I’m getting a flu shot.
Do I think they’re perfect? Nope. Really, nothing is.
But anything that can keep me — even potentially — from feeling like that again, with all the attendant loss of productivity, stress and fear for the kids it entails, has to be worth it.
Jill Keppeler is a writer for the Tonawanda News. She can be reached at email@example.com.Jill Keppeler is a writer for the Tonawanda News. She can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.