Yesterday, due to the snow that Mom's Prius couldn't cope with, I drove my SUV to pick up my parents and get them to their second COVID shot. It was a drive-thru situation in a community college parking lot. I'd hoped they would just add me to the list and give me a shot, but no chance.
But I cannot tell you how relieved I am to have both of my parents and my sister (who all live together) vaccinated. Mom is 73, dad is 83, and both still very active with Mom's business designing gardens.
At this point, I no longer give a flying fuck. Now that my parents and sister as safe (well, as safe as can be), I can let down my guard for the first time in 50 weeks.
The relief is indescribable.