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That is to say, however much of a cliche it may be, it never rains but it pours.

David was selected by the state lottery and got vaccinated yesterday in a cavernous sports facility in Eagan. He said the National Guard was handing out second masks, repeating, "Blue side out! Blue side out!" and also directing traffic in the parking lot and foot traffic inside.

Also yesterday, I got my notification from HealthPartners that if I was quick like a bunny to make an appointment,I could get vaccinated at one of their locations. They've started on people 65 and older after being stalled out at 70 and older for what seemed like forever.

This morning I woke to a text and an email informing me that I had been selected by the state lottery system to get a vaccine by that route.

I hope this means that a lot of people who have been waiting and waiting will be vaccinated soon. I don't know if it's the addition of the Johnson & Johnson vaccine to the mix or the promised huge increase in production of the other two promised by the companies that make them, or both; but it certainly is welcome.

I also got a mysterious claims lettter from HealthPartners from December 11 saying that they were writing to let me know the status of a claim from a provider designated only as IBX. They said the claim needed additional review and would probably be resolved within 21 days.

Once I got past all the Blue Cross stuff when I searched on IBX, I found an outfit that proclaimed, "We are IBX, one of the world’s largest biorepositories. A global leader in biobanking, bioprocessing, and analytics."

The date of the claim was 12/11. I certainly had no medical procedures done that day, but claims are often presented some time after the actual medical service in question. We all ordered saliva tests from the state after Lydy tested positive for COVID, and Raphael and I sent ours in on December 11. The tests are supposed to be free to us, paid for by the state, but maybe they charge your insurance if you have any. In any case, it was a strong reminder of how things are trying to look up.

P.
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For a long time I did not used to go to bed early. For the last week I have not gotten into bed much before five a.m.

The 24-hour registration period for people over 65 to pre-register for the upcoming week's vaccine lottery runs from 5 a.m. today until five a.m. tomorrow. Fine, I thought, I'll just get on there a bit before 5 and get it done. I was more than ready for bed by four, naturally, but I stuck it out. When I get up in what passes for my morning,  there is a whole flurry of things to do; and I didn't know exactly when I would actually be able to start waiting again.

I hit the waiting room at 5:03 a.m. and there were 7200 and some odd people ahead of me in line. Estimated waiting time: more than an hour.

I am waiting, so far. I don't have anything to do right now except to go to bed. No medication left to take or administer, no showering or dressing or making tea and breakfast, no looking through the recipes for dinner, no checking email. Well, I am checking it, but I don't get much at this hour, not being in regular correspondence with people in extremely different time zones.

Aha. Estimated waiting time: 57 minutes. Number of people ahead of me: 4831.

The number goes down in little bursts. I wonder how many people are leaving the line, not having been able to allot a long enough wait.

Sandy Denny is singing "Who Knows Where the Time Goes?"

Estimated waiting time: 13 minutes. Number of people ahead of me: 3821. It has not been close to an hour, let alone more than one. I'm starting to feel bad for all the people dropping out. They probably don't have the luxury of staying home, or have to wrangle kids, or both. I'm still here, though.

The moon is not technically down, but I can't see it. I don't know what the Pleiades are doing.

Eight minutes, 2769 people.

Fairport Convention is performing "Sloth."

All right, I'm done. They want you to use the mouse to sign the form. It looked as if I'd done it with a very blunt pencil on a wobbly table, even after several attempts. It will have to do.

Forty-six minutes from start to finish. I am now able to be picked randomly to schedule an appointment for the first of two shots. But it's a start.

Bob Dylan was singing "Shelter from the Storm" while I was filling out the form, and now, in a You-Tube video I am still really excited about, is singing "Love Minus Zero, No Limits" with George Harrison, Ringo Starr, and Leon Russell playing backup; this performance is part of the Concert for Bangladesh in August of 1971 and I will cherish for some time my vague thoughts, on first stumbling across it, of, "I don't think that was his usual band at the time if he had one; wow, they are really good; the guy with the tambourine looks really familiar; WHO ARE THOSE GUYS?"

Sleep well, all, and may we all have a way to be vaccinated soon.

Pamela

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