Unlearning Helplessness

Passing out is not fun. I watched while the technician prepared her equipment. She was calm, careful, and there was only the slightest prick as the needle entered my vein. I hoped that this MMR titer* would prove that I was already immune so I would not need a vaccination to attend college. I was in my early 30’s, a seasoned Waldorf teacher, and ... staunchly anti-vax. ❌