I stopped by the pharmacy today to pick up a prescription for my room-mate – the one that they couldn’t fill earlier. I was okay with doing that since I had decided to get a flu shot for myself anyway.
Turns out that my insurance doesn’t cover flu shots at a pharmacy. I’m guessing they expected me to go to my doctor – but it didn’t specifically exclude other locations. Maybe I could have found a back-alley flu shot for cheaper, but the pharmacy price wasn’t too bad and I saved the trip to the doctor.
The guy that gave me the shot was personable and professional – except that he didn’t wear gloves. In this case, the precaution should have been on his end. I was pretty unlikely to pick up anything from him (he was careful with the needle), but if I started spurting blood everywhere, well, that was his problem. And I guess mine too since it wouldn’t be normal for that to happen – but him wearing gloves wouldn’t help that.
They recommended that I sit there for 20 minutes – I waited about 30 seconds before heading out. Since I was just going across the parking lot to the IGA, I figured I could make my way back if something went wrong.
So, bring on flu season – I’m ready.