I got my shot. I got my shot. I got my shot.
I’ve been repeating that statement, often, ever since I, well, got my shot last week. I say it with a lot of gratitude, humility and no small amount of amazement. That latter part is fuelled mostly by the speed with which science – populated by some of the smartest, most learned science people on the planet – created my shot. Created many shots. Everyone’s shot. I’ve never doubted its safety, its effectiveness, its ability to help shepherd us out of all this. Not once.