With the dreaded swine flu swirling around Washington DC, I took Hanalei to the city's inoculation center for her shot. Driving around the outside of the school and not seeing a line, I thought this would be a quick experience. How wrong I was.
After I parked, I took my little love-muffin into the school without her diaper bag. Expecting only a 10-20 minute wait, as I figured I was early enough to miss the lines, I didn't think I would need it. Then I saw the line inside. Stretching around the school auditorium, we were gonna be in for a wait.
An hour later, we were seated in the auditorium, doing a chair dance as the DC government health workers had us herded through their hoops. And hour after that, we were getting close to the shot - and to our wits end. Just look how Hanalei felt about the slow progress.
But the shot itself? Over in seconds and Hanalei cried, but only for a few minutes. We were out the door to Giant where she forgot all about the H1N1 torture.
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