Everybody knows Africa is just full of those nasty bacteriums and virusums and skeeters and other creepy-crawly nasties, so before you go, you gotta get your shots. Here's how Al did it.
First you pick a nice nurse who promises, "This won't hurt a bit."
Then she tells you to stop squirming.
Pick out a pleasant outlook,
The needles are beginning to look like 10-penny nails.
That's the last one, right nurse?
Sure! Except for the shots in the other arm.
Trying to visualize a light at the end of the tunnel.
The instruments of torture. Six of 'em. Hey Al, did they give you a lollipop?
April 3, 2005
The shots didn't hurt much, but I started feeling achey and feverish and headachey today about noon.
My poor old immune system is cranking up