On January 5, 2015, my mom, my dad, and I got vaccinations at the travel clinic at Emory hospital to prevent diseases. Imagine a needle with a little bit of Rabies (rabies shot) getting poked in. That was what happened to me. My eyes swelled up in tears. A few escaped. Then a Yellow Fever vaccination that barely hurt came near my right armpit. I shortly lost track of it. It didn’t hurt later. Dad got four shots: Tetanus, Yellow Fever, Hepatitis B, and Hepatitis A. Mom got two. The first time she looked like she was about to pass out. Really, mom. On the second she nearly cried. What was it? It was either Hepatitis B or Yellow Fever. We will get more shots, but those are other stories!