Why can’t you get a flu shot if your already sick

Why can’t you get a flu shot if your already sick

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You could get a flu shot after you are sick, it would do you no good. The shot id justg to make you immune to one certain strain.

Can You Get Flu Shot If You’re Already Sick?

http://www.healthcentral.com/cold-flu/h/can-you-get-flu-shot-if-youre-already-sick.html

Two new injectable vaccines , FluLaval and Fluarix, are available for use in the U.S. during the 2006- 2007 flu season. FluLaval has been available in Canada since 2001. Fluarix was approved by the FDA in August 2005 and has been available …

Should I get either flu shot if I am already sick??

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DR. HUNT: Good question. I would avoid getting the vaccine if you are already sick, especially if you are really sick with a fever. But consider getting it after you get better.

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Q: read my paper?Have you ever had life as you know it completely changed, just in matter of seconds? Well I sure have, my life was turned upside down and sideways when I found out, just about two weeks ago that my little sister Samantha had type one juvenile diabetes. It was a pretty normal Saturday morning, I had just woke up, and plopped down on the couch listening to the mind-numbing sounds of Blues Clues, I could hear Joe singing and I watched him dance in circles around a big red chair, waving around a big thick lined envelope, that looked like something out of a kids coloring book. Samantha was laying in a heap of blankets at the foot of the couch. She’d been sick with what my parents thought was the flu for about two days now, it was no big deal really since Samantha always pretended to be “sick” with stomach aches or a hacking cough, so they just shrugged it off.At my feet Samantha whined a little and rolled over to face me. Her face was a flushed pasty gray and her lips a sickly white, she seriously looked like death-warmed over. I was shocked by what I saw, and I’m guessing my mom was too because she called the doctor, right then, and there. I could hear their conversation, it was just a lot of my mom agreeing to whatever the doctor said. “Oh okay, alright…we’ll be there.” Then they hung up, the doctor told her to bring Samantha into the ER.. wow this is already turning into more then I thought it would. In a matter of minutes Samantha was dressed and mom was trying to get her into the car. The poor girl was so dizzy she could barley walk in a straight line, a few times I watched her almost dive into the bushes. The slamming of the door, and my mom driving off would pretty much be the last I would see of my mom for the next four days.After my mom left things were business as usual, the boys were playing ruin scape on the computer, and I was talking on the phone with John, giving him the low down on had happened that morning. We were talking on the phone no more then twenty minutes or so, when another call beeped through. “William Beaumont” it was my mom “Oh hold on a second John, I gotta answer this I’ll call you on the cell, okay?” I hung up with John and picked up “Hello…so hey mom did you find out what was wrong?” “Yeah…she was severely dehydrated, they’ve got IV’s in her now but Rachel where’s dad…go get him” she said, I could tell just by the sound of her voice something was wrong, you know how someone sounds when either they want to cry, or they have been, that’s exactly what she sounded like, I feared the worst. “Mom…are you okay, what is it…can’t you tell me?” “J…just get your father.” Reluctantly I handed the phone off to my dad who was standing near by, I didn’t hear a word of what they said, I went and grabbed the cell phone to call John back, but within five minutes my dad was off of the phone, and I had to see what was up, man how I wish I hadn’t. “Well…looks like your little sister is a sever diabetic, her sugars were over a thousand, they’re surprised she wasn’t in a coma”. I just about dropped the phone “are you serious?” was all I could manage. “Yes..why would I be joking?” My dad shot me a look that meant something like “duh why are you asking me such a stupid question?” I was shocked, I still didn’t want to believe it. I stood there for a minute, totally dumbfounded “What are they gunna do to her?” “I don’t know yet, she’s in the hospital for at least five days, and there going to have to transport her to Royal oak”. It’s like I wasn’t hearing anything he said, it all went in one ear and out the other. “What?” He said it slower, and as if I was two years old. “THERE T A K I N G H E R TO R O Y A L O A K…they have a better pediatrics unit”. I still just stared, not wanting to believe it. I walked up stairs, still not getting everything that was happening. John was lucky I still remembered he was on the phone “Well we found out what was wrong with Samantha…” I paused “she’s a diabetic”. The word alone made me cry, it had finally settled in. “Yeah..supposedly she’s a sever diabetic…the doctors were surprised she was still awake”. I began to cry harder, John was silent on the other end rarely offered an “I’m sorry” or “It’s gunna be okay”.I began just ranting and raving, as tears poured down my cheeks. “She’s only eight John, this kind of stuff isn’t supposed to happen to her!” I was practically screaming by now…poor John. “Why couldn’t It have been me instead huh John…WHY…how am I supposed to help her now…some big sister I am” I sobbed. During my meltdown the phone beeped again, the caller ID reading “William Beaumont”. This time I dare not answer the phone, I whipped the dripping mascara from my face, regained my composure and headed downstairs to hand the phone to my dad. You know those races where the runner has to hurry and hand a baton to the next runner? That’s kind of what it was like, as soon as my dad had the phone I raced up the steps before I started crying again. I felt bad for Samantha, but I felt really stupid for crying so much when none of this was even happening to me. While Samantha stayed in the hospital, my grandparents practically lived at my house, my mom and dad would come home every now and again to give us updates on Samantha, shower or grab something to eat, it was pretty touch and go eventfully it became pretty normal.And as the days passed, Samantha got better and better, and eventfully was able to some home after just four days. She’s doing so much better now, she’s gotta watch what she eats of course, and take insulin shots four times a day, but its all become routine. Of course the family’s had to make a lot of changes to make it that way, eating dinner at a certain time, scheduling everything around what time Samantha had to eat or be tested, and listen to the daily jibber jabber about diabetes, my mom lives and breaths it now. Everything Samantha had to change we did too. It’s not all bad though, believe it or not all this craziness has actually brought us all closer together.no im a pices….why?

A: Hmmm. Quite graphic, informative and compelling. Btw, are you by any chance a Gemini, with a lot of Leo and a bit of Libra ? :)))