I (heart) The Nurse Practitioner

Evil

I went to get my shots today: Hep A and Tetnus. Not Hep B because it's sexually transmitted. I'll have to try hard to keep the Indian women off of me.

I think I (heart) my nurse practitioner. Her name is Alison. She has round, peaceful eyes. She's built like a distance runner. She's blonde and sports a short, urban haircut. Very New York. After she gave me my shots, we had an awkward moment where we just stared at each other. It lasted for probably two seconds, but it felt much longer. Then she said, "OK, you're all set." Before I left, she suggested that I come back next week for a flu shot. Yay! Or should that be... Yay?