Suzanne Harrington: Stick a needle in me, I'm done with Covid
Having been writing this column since the Napoleonic Wars, I can honestly say that 2020 wins as the surreal fountain that keeps on spouting. Soaking us in previously unexplored convo topics that a year ago would have had us stampeding for the exits, but this year has made us all amateur virologists, epidemiologists, and now vaccinologists. Never have we ever been so obsessed with microbes, and how to manage them. And finally, there seems to be a vaccination light at the end of the plague tunnel.
It’s the Usain Bolt of vaccines – they average twelve years to develop, the fastest ever being mumps, which took four. Thanks to the Christmas vaccine rush, the Covid one could – almost - be in our Christmas stockings. Perhaps in our Easter eggs. Good news, right?
